So, You’re a Travel Blogger? What That Means and Other Questions & Answers
Because I have this travel blog and I work on this endeavour almost daily (no one is perfect!), I call myself a travel blogger. Sometimes, calling myself a travel blogger or writer can be a little scary to say out loud or even to admit to myself. When someone asks us what we do, we often reply with what our “job” is (i.e. how we make money). We know that that is the answer they expect and we willingly oblige.
So what else do I do? What is my “job”? Right now, I am an online assistant. I am sooo blessed to have an amazingly cool, #girlboss sister who works from home and is so wanted and needed by the world that she needed to hire an extra set of hands to help her out. I am that person. I started working only a few hours a week to help her out while I was still in university and working in retail (just last year). I am now her full-time assistant and I too, get to work from home.
But if you know even a little about me then you’ll know that I started traveling in 2014 on my own and want to continue traveling as often and as much as possible – but not necessarily alone (even if I am an advocate for solo travel). However, even if I am a person who wants to travel and who is working to incorporate travel into her daily life, I know I do not want to be a digital nomad. I want to build a home (it can be small and cozy). I want to continue building relationships with the people I love at home. And I want to travel (more than once a year). This means I am constantly in a state of conflict – it feels like having both is impossible, a mere fantasy… maybe even selfish and unrealistic.
I see many travel bloggers or #digitialnomads who have given up almost everything in order to travel. They have sold all of their belongings, they live out of a backpack almost 365 days out of the year, some even sleeping in parks and trading stories, good conversation and company for a ride or a meal. While all of this used to sound so amazing and brave and had me thinking to myself I want this, I no longer feel the same way.
While I respect the decisions of these individuals and while I acknowledge that they and their lifestyles are indeed brave and bold, I know that that is not what I want for myself. I am no longer enchanted by the idea of being basically homeless. So what kind of a travel blogger am I then if I am not risking everything to travel? I have been asking myself this question a lot lately. If I am not nomadic, if I am not committed to traveling 365 days out of the year, if I do not prefer sleeping in a park to my own bed, I am not the right kind of traveler. Am I a traveler at all?
I think there are all sorts of travelers. And I don’t mean there are only two categories: the so-called travelers (that you “should” be like) and the so-called tourists (that you are not supposed to be – tourists are satan!… just kidding). There are as many travelers as there are people. We each travel in our own unique way, which is what makes traveling in pairs or in groups so interesting (and sometimes challenging). Just like we each have our own ways, rituals, traditions and ways of doing things everyday, these creep into our travel styles and there’s no avoiding it. This is why, even if I cannot necessarily define or perfectly pinpoint my travel style or my blog style, I am still going to continue to pursue “it”.
I will continue to travel a good amount of time out of the year (whatever feels right to me and whatever that means for me). I will seek out new cities and countries and rediscover popular sights – why? All in the name of travel. Because I think it’s important to just do it, to follow the good feelings, to not ask too many questions and not to let this blog, my “job” or anything for that matter, define me or be-all and end-all.