Being a girl, lover of fashion, and a Spirit, over packing is a part of my DNA. Coming to Barcelona, I was unaware of the weather and temperature, daily activities I would be doing, or the night life attire…so of course I had to pack many options!!!! My many options led my suitcase to be nine pounds overweight and left me with two options: pay the “HEAVY” fee of $100 or shove nine pounds of jeans, boots, sneakers, and/or shirts into my carry on duffle bag. Being that I was looking forward and planning on buying many clothes, souvenirs, food and drinks in the future I was not willing to spend any unnecessary money…so in the duffle bag nine pounds went. As I struggled lugging the duffle bag around the airport, from gate to gate and on the plane, I regretted each pound. The same story occurred when Emily and I traveled to Mallorca last weekend, and of course, I packed a little too much. Delayed flights, gate switches, on and off the plane, walking to find taxis, everything we did, everywhere we went, I had to lug around my duffle bag of many, many pounds over my shoulder, creating an awkward and uncomfortable twinge in my neck and back. Successful entrepreneurs have taught me that “the art of the start” is to think differently and right the wrong, in essence, create a solution, sense of convenience, and meaning for people’s lives. American Airlines baggage services suggest that a smaller suitcase can be checked for a slim amount of $40, so that seems to be my best solution…wouldn’t you think??!! There is a “Basar Market” right around the corner from our apartment that has many suitcases of shapes, sizes, and colors, for around 30-40 euros. My plan was to purchase a size regulated suitcase for carry on purposes for my final weekend trip to Marbella next weekend, short trip to London and final trek home to the states. But, as the group and I were on our way home from a little Mexican lunch and downtown sidewalk shopping today I happened to notice a small hard blue suitcase laying aside a dumpster. “Hey Kar, there’s a good suitcase for ya!” Kristen said as we passed it and simply chucked. But then I realized, wait…that is a good suitcase!!!! I went back and checked out its conditions… wheels, exterior, interior, working zippers. It even still had a travel tag on it (sorry passenger that flew from Athens to Barcelona four days ago). And so I did it. I picked up the small hard blue suitcase laying aside the dumpster and wheeled it all the way home, and made it mine.