Shipping isn't an option -- 50 pounds = $250. I would want to ship only those things worth $5 a pound or more. Hm....broken down like that it doesn't seem so extravagant. I definitely have shoes worth $5 a pound to me.
When I was a little girl I was fascinated by the pioneers and the Oregon Trail stories. About 20 years ago I stood just south of Canada somewhere in the top part of Montana, and in front of me on the ground lay the remains of a homestead. Just the outline, really, of a tiny little house, and some rusty bits and a lot of broken glass. I remember being overcome thinking of the courage it must have taken to throw EVERYTHING YOU NEED into a wagon and head west. God knows I am doing nothing so brave -- Bangkok isn't the frontier, after all -- but I can't help thinking about those women as I make lists of what I need.
Of course, they needed stuff to stay alive. I need hair color and one good cocktail dress and what if we get invited to a gala should I bring a gown? You see the inherent difference. Survival vs. fabulous. Why am I not comforted??

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