“You need big boy size.” This is something I heard while shopping for pants after my luggage was lost in Thailand. I laughed about it. After all, I’m not an incredibly large guy, but I’m by no means tiny. That was day 1 in Thailand. I should have known that I was in for a hard couple of weeks.
I went to a night bazaar on night 2 to buy some underwear because as resourceful as I am, I just couldn’t see myself making do with one pair of underwear for the entirety of our trip. I found some Calvin Klein knockoffs and asked for the largest size.
The ones they handed me looked like they were meant for teenage boys, but they were the best I could find. I should have waited. For the next three nights I endured the absolute worst chaffing of my life. And on top of that, the dye on the underwear was rubbing off on hotel sheets (and my thighs… no, but seriously) in the middle of the night. That can’t be good for you!
We finally made it to the fancy mall that Megan has told you all about, which I walked through in my clown pants, and found a package of two pairs of really fancy underwear for about $20 (oy). They were still a little small but much better than what I had.
The point of this post. Never pack all of your underwear in one place. Especially if you’re traveling to Asia and need “big boy size” clothes.