My life in 60 Litres

Shit's getting real.

After sorting a few boxes of clothes and belongings to go into storage, I'm left with the tough choices of what my life will contain for the foreseeable few months ahead.

60 litres is the capacity of which my North Face backpack has granted me to fulfil my life, and it's no easy task. All my creature comforts of living in a 1st world country, have to be reduced into 3rd world needs. I've done it before or at least think I have when I travelled around Europe, which seems like a lifetime ago. Going solo means no bag space can be shared or distributed.

So should I bring that extra pair of socks? Do I have room for that shirt I like?

More than likely I'm going to be cramming every nook and cranny of my Terra 60, like a finely worked game of Tetris, only to offload unneeded items of clothing into the nearest hostel bin.