Here we clearly demonstrate the undeniable superiority of my minimalist packing strategy. As you may know, I made a controversial decision at the start of my trip to take nothing more than what I wore on my back and could fit in a leather knapsack the disapproving sale's attendant said looked like "an oversized tennis cover". It's small, it's light, slings horizontally across my chest, and it holds little more than my laptop and toothpaste. I've handled many different climates, occasionally hot, occasionally cold, but always free to move about without looking like some large turtle that had too much to eat. Most others, correction, all others that I've met on the trip have made a different decision, usually one or even two very large backpacks containing everything that anybody could never want to use.
The girl in the foreground represents perhaps 50% of the backpackers I see, with both a front and backpack. The remaining 50% of backpackers I've seen opt instead just for a single large backpack, though I take no small amount of pride in being far and away the lightest packer in the entire world (well, that I've seen). So some of you, you know who you are, can expect a big fat "I told you so" when I get home.