I take pride in packing as lightly as possible when I take weekend trips. I challenge myself to pack less each time, and the first thing I chuck out of my suitcase is usually my hair dryer if the hotel I’ve booked says that the rooms have hair dryers in them. Makes sense, right? Why would I take up precious space in my carry-on or tote bag if there’s a hair dryer waiting for me?
This is why.
When I traveled to Paris this past weekend, I looked all over the bathroom in my hotel room for the hair dryer that the booking website promised. The contraption above was attached to the wall by the mirror, and because I couldn’t find anything else resembling a hair dryer, I finally figured out that this was all I had to work with.
This thing sucks. It doesn’t blow. IT SUCKS!
I have a lot of hair. A lot of women talk nonsense about having thick hair, but they’re smoking crack. I have a TON of hair. It’s like wearing a horse blanket on my head, but I love it so I refuse to go back to the short hair I sported when I first joined the military.
….so this hair dryer caused a few problems. It was about as effective as standing under a ceiling fan. Awesome.
Thank the flying spaghetti monster for dry shampoo.