Sitting at the train station in Delhi, India, with my dad. And a whole lotta luggage. I always try to pack light. And by “pack light,” I mean I say I’m going to pack light, and then I still end up with 47.5 small items that somehow weigh more than my suitcase. Can someone explain how this even happens? The math ain't mathing. But after years of travel (and several-ish meltdowns), these are the things I never  leave on a trip without. Let's be honest: if it makes your travel

Packing for Istanbul in November is a bit like packing for three seasons at once. You’ll land expecting crisp fall weather, maybe even a sneak peek of winter… and instead you get a 68° afternoon where you’re sweating through your “cute layered outfit". Then the next day? Cold wind off the Bosphorus that makes you grateful you threw in that one heavier jacket (but that you still forgot back in the AirBnb). Welcome to Istanbul in November, where one side of the hill can be cool