my mp3 pla
my puppy and kitty. notebook stacked with sentimental stuff. a celebratory bottle of something and an ear to ear grin
My shakuhachi, a laptop crammed with as much of Earth's useful knowledge as possible, usb drives full of Earth's greatest writers, composers artists and artworks, a handful of Earth in a bottle, and a towel.
I don't eat candy. I'm would throw in " The Joy of Cooking" on the laptop. I assume whoever is evacuating me has some sort of sick bay.
If they have mastered interstellar travel then human biology probably wouldn't present them with too much of a problem. Advil won't do much more than assuage the symptoms.
My cat, my Bible, a notebook, and a pen.
Would my sons fit in it?
How about an 'evacuation ticket' for my sons to be evacuated too?
You bring the juice.
Mmmm It's tricky, as it's only one bag.
Maybe we should take ingredients and make something there. Do they still sell bread at inter-galactic duty free?