America

Walking into my American colleague's hotel room was somewhat illuminating.

We are both about the same age and do our fair share of traveling.

I always pack extremely light.

But not him. In the toilet, I see a big tube of toothpaste and a full-sized bottle of foam.

I see his clothes and his shoes and there are a lot more than mine.

A giant-sized packet of beef jerky sits on top of the television.

It seems a lot to bring.

I'm probably reading too much into this but I see America here: in all its bigness, its abundance and its excess.