This is the final pack, it's like we are on autopilot. Our eyes meet, we start to yell. This is the first time I try to pack the laptop, it seems to fit, I hope it holds up to the extreme abuse of being strapped to a motorcycle. Heidi seems to have her packing system down, a lot more then me anyway. I have the right pannier, Heidi the left. We share the backpack. It looks like everything will fit. Now we're yelling a lot, "This is it, ahhhh!" Moments before finally locking the door for the last time I go to put on my boots, wrong feet, duh.... Guess I'm a little more frazzled than I thought. We are finally off. This is Unreal… 2 years, it doesn't seem possible.