The part has been with me through thick and thin since. Well, mainly by thin ...
In there did I walk removals cross braced by Germany, worn underwear for laundry, transported with a chemotherapeutic in the bone week home purchases and the downfall after the bursting of the New Economy bubble even nearly a year my home on the taken back by Europe.
My duffel bag looks today, although not as chic as it was then, because the olive is quite faded with the decades and the belt pads are worn, but even today comes this beloved old scraps occasionally for purchases used. Because the size is simply unbeatable!
Meanwhile it has, however, probably changed the design a bit. Mine has a circular floor space and a two-part shell. These two horizontal seams, I had, at home under the fabric roof anno 2004 with fishing line sew times because the twine with the decades had become crumbly. But was not a big fumbling, because you're almost a single handle can turn completely to the left a duffle bag.
Today is a good piece of the winding core of my sleeping mat. Flat still curled up part of my Final Bugout Bag. Emergency reserve for coarse material in between. For his successor, a modern soft-strap carrying system for four times the price has not even survived this one train of BaWü to Hamburg in the maiden flight.