On the whole, writing about my travels here is nothing but fun for me. However, it does come with its own unique set of problems. Not all of these will be true of every travel blogger, but these are my own personal #travelbloggerproblems.
The Wish List ¦¦ At any given time, I will have a wish list longer than my arm, greater than my budget and the equivalent to a decades worth of annual leave.This is thanks to reading all my fellow travel bloggers posts about the incredible, fun, scenic places they’ve been to and what fun they had there. Oh and Instagram, natch. #instagramproblems.
The shoefies ¦¦ This is related to #instagramproblems. It’s such an odd thing to take a picture of, but it’s oddly compelling. So I have become someone with shoefies on their Instagram. Halp?
I am hereby joining the #shoefie trend with these beautiful tiles from the Passage des Panoramas in Paris. I can think of no better place to while away a Saturday afternoon- browse the antique photos for sale, visit the heraldry shop and stop for some refreshment at Noglu, an excellent #glutenfree restaurant. More details on the blog… Passage des Panoramas, Paris, France. 2015
The blogger poses ¦¦ Alright let’s just widen that up to blogger poses in general then. They’re so cringe, but so necessary. Amirite?
The phone notes ¦¦ Sometimes I have an idea that I think is going to make an absolutely amazing post idea. So I make a note about it on my phone. I tend to come back to these half-mad ramblings months later and wonder what on earth I was on about. Recent example: I found a note saying ‘Nobody welcomes dermatitis’.
Then I found this picture:
And it all made sense (?).
(Sorry, I hope nobody was eating.)
The need for wifi ¦¦ I try not to be one of Those People who is glued to their phone the entire time they’re away, but I just can’t resist sharing some of my travels in Instagram or Snapchat. Which all requires wifi.
The listicles ¦¦ I can’t be the only person who wanders around somewhere thinking about all the great things they can write about it. Usually in listicles, because Buzzfeed. I try to resist but sometimes the urge is too strong.
The packing ¦¦ I am hopeless at packing. Just useless. This shouldn’t be a big deal because the places I go to do have shops, and I mostly go for short trips anyway. But for some reason I spend ages agonising over what I should bring, what the weather will be like, what I need to wear for activity x or restaurant y, and inevitably end up at midnight panic buying things with next day delivery. I need help.
Bonus round: #travelbloggerhusbandproblems
I asked my husband what he found most annoying about me blogging about travel, and aside from spending too much time in front of the laptop (sorry…) his biggest pet peeves are as follows…
The ideas ¦¦ I keep writing about the things he wants to write about before he gets there. He likes to indulge in a bit of writing from time to time as well you see, only his writing is proper and not the unhinged ramblings of a woman disturbed (seriously, what was that dermatitis thing about?!). But he still gets miffed when I write about our trips before he gets the chance to.
The camera gear ¦¦ Carrying epic amounts of camera gear everywhere I go is bulky, annoying, and bad for my back. So usually my husband offers to lug it around for me, which is incredibly generous of him but then I end up feeling bad. Like the time I insisted we took a tripod around the Old Town of Istanbul with us (because ???) and we ended up having it temporarily confiscated in the Hagia Sophia and subject to an undisclosed ‘tripod fee’ in the Basilica Cistern. So we didn’t use it at all. Sorry, S.What are your #travelbloggerproblems?