I’ve been a Princess with a Backpack.
In fact, when I first took off for a six-month jaunt around the world, my sister laughed at the concept of me with a backpack, which I thought was rather cruel.
I didn’t take a backpack. My friend and I opted for a large bag that could be wheeled.
And, I must say, after watching the third member of our travel party stagger around like she had a large sausage strapped to her back, I am quietly glad I eschewed the backpack for a more spine friendly option.