The Postscript: Slow travelers

Peter and I are packing for our annual trip again.

My husband, Peter, is retired and I write, so we are able to travel now.

Getting married late in life, this might have posed some problems because Peter is exactly the opposite sort of traveler I used to be.

"I'm packing two separate bags - one for Spain and one for on the way there," Peter informs me. "This will mean some duplication, but it will simplify things when it's time to fly!" Peter is obviously pleased with himself.

I used to take pride in traveling light. I fit all my clothes and everything I needed in a small backpack or...