A travel blogger with no travel plans. WHAT?!
I’m in the freak out stage. The stage that comes after a big trip.
The beginning of this year was a whirlwind- in February I visited Australia for a month then hopped straight on a plane to do a Paddywagon Tour of Ireland. After that I was invited on a trip with Explore Montenegro, followed by a blog trip to Poland with the Polish Tourism Board. Only a few weeks after I returned from that one, I was floating in a hot air balloon over Orlando, Florida. Then I hopped straight on a plane to Vegas to begin my epic trip around the USA.
After 2 months traveling around the United States, visiting Las Vegas, Portland, Denver, Chicago, Memphis, Atlanta, New Orleans and Austin, I’m back on home turf. It’s only natural that I should feel a bit deflated. If it weren’t for the 3 month visa rule for the USA and the olympics preventing me from changing my flight, I would totally have stayed longer. I’ve said before I could live in New York. Heck I could even do Vegas (shameless plug: any U.S company want to sponsor me to work?!)
However on August 17th I’m back on a flight to Manchester, and from then on, I have no travel plans. That makes me feel uneasy. I travel all over the world constantly, but when I arrive back in Manchester, I become that girl that lives with her mother again.
Since I’m out of the country most of the time, it just doesn’t make financial sense to rent an apartment, but when you spend your life with so much freedom, it’s pretty scary to be back in your parents’ house.
Being caught in that gap where you’re wondering what your next move is going to be, is always a little bit stressful.
We travel bloggers tend to fill up our calendars months in advance. If you ask a travel blogger what their travel plans are, they’re likely to respond with “well I’m on a blog trip to X country in August, then I’m speaking at this conference in September…” and so on and so forth.
When you keep moving, you don’t have to stop and think. You don’t have to wonder what you would do if you weren’t traveling. You’re constantly being stimulated with new sights, sounds, smells, conversations…and that’s what can make travel so bloody addictive.
But there are so many things we as travel bloggers sacrifice in return. Financial security, our own personal space, putting down roots, relationships, being able to hang out with a group of friends…even having a ‘local’ coffee shop. Normal stuff.
If you want to really focus on business, you have to stick around somewhere. I may be able to work from anywhere in the world, but working online is still a job, and it requires a lot of time and input. When I’m moving around, my websites can get neglected.
I love to travel so much. But it’s so easy to get into a cycle of finishing a trip, freaking out, then planning another one. Being a travel blogger, sometimes just when I think I have no plans, a nice little surprise drops in my email inbox and I find myself being invited somewhere awesome.
Travel doesn’t have to mean moving around all the time though. To me, travelling is just being in another country that isn’t my own- even if I rent an apartment and live in that country for a few months or years. I lived in Bali for a year, and I lived in Portugal for 7 months- it still felt like travelling. So the question is, where to call home for a while.
Perhaps I’ll pick a place. Perhaps another email will drop into my inbox that will change the course of the year. Watch this space.