As things turned out it was to be a trip around the world and when I left I had loads of luggage about ten big heavy bags at least.
After each stop I lost one item of luggage but had to hastily catch the next flight, boat, train or whatever.
In the haste I inevitably lost yet another piece of luggage, but the continuation of the trip took priority meaning that I had to continue with one less item or else.
By the end of this frustrating journey I had but two pieces of luggage left over from the original pile of important items, and even then during the last leg of the journey yet another vital piece was misplaced and or lost.
When I finally arrived back home, I felt relieved not only to be back home in familiar territory but also to be released from all that extra baggage that had been weighting me down.
Finally back home and time to start all over again.