Many moons ago, backpacking was exactly that. Packing a bag, putting it on your back and buggering off somewhere. Over the years, the backpacks got bigger, newer and greater in number. An evolutionary trend that has resulted in some huge monstrosities. The parasitic backpack had reached its evolutionary zenith. The size and weight of the monster was rendering the host wearer useless, pulling them off balance and leaving said host on their back, flailing around like a dying beetle. This was no good for the symbiotic relationship, so the cunning backpack spawned "the chestpack", to be worn in tandem in order to remain upright. Add to this ensemble a couple of matching holdalls, one for each arm, and the modern day backpacker is born. It is an evolutionary dead end though, because this new breed is prone to combusting. Not spontaneously, but on the end of my lighter. The next time i can't get off the train because some backpacker,chestpacker, holdall twat manages to wedge themselves solid in the narrow doorway, i will seriously contemplate setting fire to the bags turd.
Anyroad up, first post, so go easy on me, only kidding.
Can anyone tell me or hazard a guess as to the contents of all this baggage????