They say, “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,” but what we packed for an 8-day stay in Sin City required a rooftop cargo bag, multiple coolers, several suitcases, and a master’s degree in trunk Tetris.
At one point, I’m pretty sure our car looked less like a sedan and more like a luxury moving company that specialized in transporting two adults, two dogs, and an unreasonable amount of emotional support belongings.
When my husband, CK and I were planning our week-long getaway, we briefly entertained the delusion of “packing light.” Then reality hit. Based on the evidence, here is the visual breakdown of how two people (and one very spoiled baby pup) prepared to survive eight whole days in the desert.
HIS: What CK Prepped And Packed
The Gaming Priority: Extra Nintendo Switch Joy-Cons and two steering wheels. Because eight days is a long time, and a Mario Kart emergency can strike at any moment.
The Cord Apocalypse: A full collection of chargers, wires, and random cables because apparently eight days in Vegas requires a complete tech department.
The Refreshments: A curated selection of alcohol and liquor (because Vegas strip prices are a crime).
The VIP Transport: A brand-new stroller for Cookies, who we all know is CK’s number one baby!
The Tan Plan: Maui Babe browning lotion. Because if you’re going to bake in the desert sun for over a week, you do it with the best.
HERS: What I Prepped And Packed
For The Aesthetic: A Polaroid camera and piles of film to capture eight days of memories in vintage style.
Mobile Pharmacy: Enough vitamins, supplements, and emergency wellness supplies to survive a desert expedition. Was this a Vegas trip or a medical mission? Honestly, still unclear.
Hydration Station: Water. Literal bottles and bottles of it. Because the desert is no joke and I refused to let us dehydrate and spend $$$ on Vegas priced bottled water.
The Dog Drip: The absolute finest custom outfits and style gear for Cookies and his cousin, Porkchop. Eight days means eight distinct look changes for the pups. Because apparently Cookies and Porkchop weren’t going to Vegas, they were booked for an exclusive 8-day fashion residency.
The Defense System: Sunblock in every single available variety and SPF degree known to science.
OURS: What We Both Prepped And Packed
The Heart: Meticulously packed, framed paintings of his parents’ and sister’s dogs (hand-painted by me!) as special family gifts.
The Mobile Kennel: The heavy-duty essentials: crate, food, supplements, wet wipes, and no-rinse shampoo to keep the pups fresh for the long haul.
The Skincare Heist: The collective facial wash and toiletries bag. Yet another habit CK has inherited from me over our two years of marriage: we now officially share my luxury Shiseido facial cleanser. It goes so fast now… there goes the $!
The Shoe Plot Twist: The usual clothes, but with a shocking development. CK has officially surpassed me by packing more pairs of shoes per trip than I do. For an 8-day trip, his footwear alone needed its own big Hulken Bag! Proof that my habits are highly contagious.
In the battle of the trunk, the rooftop carrier, and the coolers, we drove into Vegas perfectly balanced: half tech-fueled gaming lounge, half high-fashion dog resort. We clearly have completely different ideas of what is “essential” for a vacation, but that’s the beauty of it. In the end, we both heavily benefit from each other’s packing styles; he gets to stay hydrated and keep his skin glowing, and I get a fully charged phone and a drink at the end of the day.
Couples who survival-pack together, stay together… even if one person is secretly bankrupting the other’s Shiseido supply.
P.S. We pawty much enjoyed this trip. ❤️
XOXO from Cookies & Porkchop.
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