Oh no! I forgot my toothbrush!
How to avert a dental hygiene crisis abroad
When you get right down to it, I am the world's worst packer. I pack too many of one thing, like 5 bras for one weekend away, or not enough of another (my daughter will never forget the trauma of mommy-forgot-to-pack-my-blanket-and-bear, circa 2002). But what about forgetting something essential? When I unpacked my bathroom pack at the Maui Prince, I realized I forgot to pack my toothbrush. And it was after 10PM, the hotel shop was closed, and I was tired and cranky. Spoiling for an argument. Instead, the lovely concierge sent up a brand new toothbrush (and toothpaste, which I weirdly did remember to pack), courtesy of the hotel. Sundries like this are often gratis at nice hotels, so my dental health was secure for the night! Crisis averted.
