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What's the Point of Being a Minimalist?

Minimalism has been on my mind for a few reasons recently. First, I bought a motorcycle. If minimalism were a religion, I'd probably be excommunicated for having more motorized vehicles than I have pairs of socks (RV, motorcycle, folding scooter, and electric skateboard vs. two pairs of socks). Second, I had a long conversation with Leo Babauta about minimalism, which brought it from the background of my life to a concept actually examined and discussed. And last, Erica twittered a video about minimalism that's clearly a parody, but makes some valid points along the way.

I sat at a poker table for a few hours tonight and got the coldest run of cards I've had since I can remember. I didn't lose a lot, I just sat there and folded everything. All that time that I WASN'T spending outfoxing my opponents and pulling down monster pots was spent thinking about why I became a minimalist, why I've stayed a minimalist, and what the point of it all is.

I became a minimalist on a lark, which, for better or worse, is why I do a lot of things. I bought an RV, thinking I'd take road trips in it, and from that point on I never slept in my condo again, and I started selling everything. Momentum kept pushing me, and before I knew it I didn't own anything that didn't fit in my 28 liter backpack.

How not to get ready

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So giving myself two days in London to sort out my last few bits have possibly resulted in my most unproductive few days ever. Heres how i have got on so far.

1. Woke up and had some tea. Watched some crap reality TV. Wrote a list of things to do. Most important - currency and malaria tablets.

2. Got tube to Oxford Street. Spent 45 minutes in Maplin trying to get a charger for my camera. They didn't have one and suggested getting a new camera.

3. Went to Uniqlo and H&M. Spent an hour looking for chinos then got told by @stylechew that possibly that was as productive as looking for a scarf and glove set to take.

4. Went to McDonald's with my Best Mate. Remembering I had to be in a bikini I got a Diet Coke with my Large meal. Ate it too fast. Felt sick.

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