Superfluous Travel Item I Need (Kinda): Flybags 1-Quart Bag

Posted on
Aug 13, 2009
Posted in: S.T.I.N.K.s

I don’t like “making do”.

I probably should be more flexible. It certainly would help me a lot in my travels. Life would be easier. Because as it stands, I’m not great at improvising. Luke would have froze to death on Hoth because of me.

I am rambling, aren’t I? I blame it on the 104-degree-please-don’t-barf-on-the-carpet-and-it- smells-like-a-hobo-in-here yoga class I took. It might have cooked my brain.

But the point is, I like things to be precise, and “just so.” I need things to feel right (right angles are good, too). Make-shift doesn’t really work for me. And so, those easily trashed Ziploc bags that we’re forced to put our liquids in? I hate them. I feel wasteful using them. They break after one trip, they offer no support to anything I put inside, and they always looks kind of sad when I place them in the plastic bin. I mean, if your finances and options are limited, then I say go for it. But if you can, it seems like you should go for something durable and reusable, right? And, apparently, Flybags makes what I’m looking for.

I couldnt, in good conscience, use a photo of a hobo, so heres one of a tauntaun.

I couldn't find a good picture of the Flybag product, so here's one of a tauntaun.

Here’s the issue, though: They want sixteen effing dollars for them. SIXTEEN DOLLARS. That’s eight times the amount for which the crazed paperboy chased Lane down a mountain. On principle, there is no way I could justify spending that much on something that probably cost $0.15 to make. What’s worse, they try to justify the price by adding a bunch of crappy bottles that I will likely throw out. Sigh.

So I keep using Ziploc bags. $2.50 for a box of 100. And I guess I’ll try and do something good with the change. Perhaps donate it to a wild tauntaun reserve or something. Those things exist, right?

Sigh. My brain really is cooked.

Oh, and p.s. – check out the Flybags website. The copy is TERRIBLE. It’s paranoid, hateful, and unintentionally-hilarious all at once. Oh, and this is their headquarters, proving that they really do operate out of someone’s garage.

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  • They conform and retain their individuality? Nice trick.

  • Great product, but I agree the price is way too high. The cool thing is the way the dimensions are even (it has depth) versus a ziploc which is very narrow at the base. This shape of bag would be MUCH easier to use for flights.

    As for their website – yeah it sucks. I experimented once with selling an inventory of ID holders that let you pass through security with your ID hanging from your neck in a transparent sleeve. It sounded like an amazing idea – but I ended up eating (using) most of my inventory.

  • Ha, you think they’re gonna let you through security with something that contains a “dagger sheath” (whatever that is) and has a picture of a dude with a huge sabre? I think not.

    • Just started reading your blogs! Great! I love them! I did check out the link to the picture of a flybag and I have to agree with Susan…the TSA agent pictured it holding a pirate sword? WTF? Anyway, your posts are highly entertaining!

  • Just go to the drugstore cosmetics section. They’ve got all kinds of these for about $3. And I’ve had no trouble with the non-conforming size, non-ziploc brand at any of the millions of airports I’ve smuggled my liquids through.

  • Every now and then when traveling, I will realize a tiny tube of lip gloss and small, 3 oz lotion are in my carry-on, OUTSIDE THE ZIPLOCK BAG. And I don’t do anything about it. And guess what? I’ve never been stopped or asked to throw it away or asked to make it fit in the damn bag. I’ve yet to try this with full size containers but a similar approach might work – keep it in your lap top bag with lots of paperwork.

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