My Travel Confessions

Alternative title: Yes, I’m a travel writer and NOPE, I don’t feel like travelling right now.

I dunno how many of you know this, but I’m apparently a travel blogger. One with a decent domain authority (don’t be jealous of that distinctly average 30 guys…) who has been making a semi-full-time living from the job for about three years. 

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I know, I know. So why the fudge haven’t I be travelling anywhere lately? And by lately, I mean the whole of 2017. 

Well, it’s a number of things I guess but to cut a long, rambling story really short it’s this: 

I had a baby, and I don’t love travelling with her

In all honesty, I didn’t mean to take this amount of time ‘off’ from travelling and when I was pregnant I had, what I can now acknowledge, were incredibly optimistic (read naïve) plans to strap Anaïs to my chest like an earth mama, and travel the world. On press trips, leisure trips, solo missions to Barcelona to drink cava and eat tapas, back to my beloved Thailand to dive with fish I can’t identify (despite that advanced fish identification dive). Yep, I planned to take Anaïs everywgere. I scoffed at Centerparcs suggestions (Moi? NO THANKS) and gleefully planned trips to places as family un-friendly as Nepal! Varanasi! Komodo Island!! 

Erm. What a dick. Right? 

Then I had Anaïs and realised that HELL TO THE NO THANKS PLANE RIDE. Although I got out and about a lot as soon as she was born, the older she gets the more challenging travel has become. Train rides are a bit of a faff, and the shine really does diminish on the once-thrilling Eurostar to Paris . And planes? I mean……they are fine. But watching a film is near impossible let alone have a free wine. So, 21 hours to Bali? I’ll probably skip it.

Travelling with a baby is fine. It’s just different, and it’s not fun anymore. I mean, it’s fun in a totally different way but I now understand why people give up and just do Centerparcs year after year. 

I’m a bit over long-haul travel

This is a big one. My time is so precious these days I struggle with long flights where all you can do is think about all the things you could be doing that aren’t what you ARE doing on the plane. 

I honestly used to love a long flight. The longer the better. I’d sleep, watch movies, get excited over plane food (yes, really!) But now I can’t think of anything worse. Plus — when you’re breastfeeding, any kind of travel means painful boobs. 

So maybe I’ll do a little bit more UK travel? Well……weather. Actually, the one bit of travel we did with Anaïs I absolutely loved was when we went to Wilderness festival with her. So perhaps we need to do a bit more camping. 

I don’t feel very adventurous

I think that because I’m a travel writer I’m expected to go to interesting destinations. Which, I think I do. I mean, they’re interesting to me anyway. 

This pressure undoubtedly comes from me. That’s usually the way, am I right? But I always feel a little like I need to have a packed schedule of interesting trips coming up, both for work and for fun. Especially around this time of year when, as travel bloggers, we are all looking at our calendars ahead and sharing what’s coming up.

But I just can’t be bothered. For sure, I want to see new places and carry on with my illustrious travel writing career (!) but I don’t really want to be doing it all that often. I don’t wanna be away from my wee bean longer than I need to, and I certainly don’t wanna bring her with me.

I hate travel days

The more I do them, the less I like them and the more stressed I get. Don’t get me wrong, I’m the sort of person who believes that airports are where the holiday starts and you’ll never find me complaining about too much time at Terminal Five. 

BUT. I like to get everywhere with LOADS of time, and that used to be fine pre-baby, but it seems to be getting worse now. The anticipation of arriving late to the airport because Anaïs had a wobbly on the train (never happened) or had a poo-explosion (has happened, not that bad) or we are all so sleep deprived we fall asleep on the tube missing our stop turns me into a human so tense you could snap me in half like a well-baked biscuit.

It’s all in the anticipation you see. Once I’m through security (I am so prepared it’s unreal) I relax and I’m fine. But that bit before is getting so unbearable it’s becoming harder and harder to justify a trip.

Isn’t that sad? Needless to say, despite these niggles I’ve got a few trips planned this year so watch this space!!

I don’t buy gifts, so please stop asking

I travel carry on only everywhere. Be it a two week trip to Sri Lanka or a two-day city break. So I don’t have room, let alone the inclination to find you that fridge magnet you’d love because you ‘collect them’.

If you want one so much, go get it yourself. Honestly, I don’t know what more I can say on this topic.

What are your travel confessions? 

L x

 

5 Comments

  1. Amy Richards
    4th February 2018 / 9:16 pm

    Oh gosh, I am so glad that even you, traveller extraordinaire, feels this way. I am an anxious traveller and have only been a handful of places, but I had big plans of taking Ben to New York during maternity leave but it just seems so difficult to deal with planes and jet lag and sorting accommodation when it’s supposed to be a relaxing holiday. I think once we’ve got over the first hurdle with a shorter trip closer to home, maybe I’ll be willing to brave it… I also hate travel days – Paul keeps trying to convince me to go on some sort of motorhome holiday but that means all the days are travel days and that is no fun to me!

    • 5th February 2018 / 12:20 pm

      I think you’re right to just do it anyway, with a shorter trip so it’s not too stressful for you.

      Isn’t it silly we put so much pressure on ourselves?!

      L x

  2. 5th February 2018 / 12:38 pm

    I too love these destinations, they all are enriched with the basic needs of a traveller like places to visit and dishes to eat. Thanks for sharing this post.
    Thanks
    Kesari.in

  3. 3rd March 2018 / 4:15 pm

    Yes, but what about my postcard collection, chop chop! ;P

    Totally with you on half of these travel confessions, and I don’t even have a child… I think our travel preferences do naturally evolve as we grow up (not old), and I think it’s important to embrace what each new chapter throws at you and not put too much pressure on ourselves x

    • 18th March 2018 / 8:48 am

      Hahahahahaha! Fridge magnets is my worst request…….gah!

      That’s such a good point, we can be so hard on ourselves when it comes to life changes. It often feels (for me, anyway) as though I need to evolve in every other way except for how I travel and socialise. So odd!

      Hope you’re well?

      L xx

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