Sweet Adventure

Over the next couple of months, I will have to make a few trips to Tullamarine, Melbourne's main airport. That sounds like I might be going somewhere, doesn't it? And so I am. I'm going to the airport. For meetings. So that will be exciting. No, you're right, it won't. But cleaning my teeth will be. You see, since this is going to be a regular thing for the next few months, I thought I would put together a sort of permanent travel kit, so I don't have to keep packing and unpacking toiletries. I mean, it's only three trips, so it's not like I'd get repetitive strain injury, but, you know, I was (briefly) a Girl Guide, so I like to Be Prepared. Anyway, I splashed out two whole dollars on a travel toothbrush, which is a normal head on a half-length handle, all of which fits in a plastic case. So that was cute. But even cuter was what I found in the case when I got it home: travel toothpaste! Seen here next to a normal tube of toothpaste and a paperclip:



How many uses do you think I'll get out of it? I say two.