It started with a non-stop flight across the country on the second day of my period (the heaviest day.) I was rushed in the morning cuz I woke up late, and then we were delayed due to weather. Then, on the other side I got lost in the trains, and eventually, got to my sister's apt. With numerous trips to airplane lavatory and public bathrooms, after a 14 hour duty, my cup handled it all perfectly without complaint. At my sister's there were 6 of us in her NYC one bedroom apt...it was so awesome having to deal with the cup just twice a day at my convenience (showering in the morning, changing at night.)
On my last day, I drove the 4 hour drive to DC...stopping only for gas. When my period was over, I was sad that I had to put it away in its little pouch in my purse. It takes up about the same amount of room as three Natracare tampons, which is what I used to have to carry anyway for one day's needs. I can't believe I ever had to travel making sure I was packing. How did I ever do it before the cup? The cup is freedom.
Compared to other's cup adventures, mine is pretty mundane, but this past week, I came to truly appreciate the cup.