concerning toothbrushes

A very small part of the excitement of the trip I just took to Gros Morne was that I would finally get to use the new toothbrush holders I bought not that long ago. It would seem, for my entire life, the solution to taking a toothbrush while traveling was to wrap it in a facecloth. Which is all fine, but does seem a bit peculiar. Like I’m trying to disguise it as something with this silly bit of cloth wrapped around it’s head. Try explaining that to airport security. “Oh, that? it’s simply a suitcase ghost. Just ignore it and it’ll go away on it’s own.”

This is, of course, quite fine on the way there but on more than one occasion, on the way home the last thing packed is the toothbrush. Meanwhile, the facecloth has somehow managed to find it’s way to the bottom of the suitcase. And, after spending ten minutes you don’t have trying to madly unpack your bag without really unpacking it (never works, does it, always ends up worse), you find that facecloth in amongst socks that have been worn one too many times and should be fumigated before even being washed. Or just thrown out altogether. As a result, you borrow a facecloth, promising to return it, and just add it to a growing collection of lost facecloths.

This is, of course, absurd and only a slight exaggeration. It only takes five minutes to get to the bottom of a suitcase.

So, bring on the plastic tubes.

Which, sadly, are too small for my toothbrush.