Zopf

My bags are packed and about 75% of my suitcase is food. I'm not kidding, if my flight crashes I'll recover my suitcase first so that I can survive on a desert island. I would be able to survive for about 3 weeks. 3 Weeks or maybe a little more. Who knows. I have herbs and all that, I have a whole bunch of sauces and curry mixes. And the best part of all? I have an entire huge zopf, started a little this morning, wrapped up and using up about a quarter of my bag. BINGO!

It's like a treasure chest, which brings me back to the dreaded other post about college food... Tomorrow I leave, I'm not happy about it. But it's bound to come one day. 9am classes.... why, dear God, why? But back to the point. My point is that I have an awesome bed nuzzling in my bag. Sleeping in the warm grip of the herbs and sauces otherwise wrapped in their little temporary blankets. 

These two pictures combined are what it will be like when I get up in the morning: early and freezing.

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