I’ve been gone this last week, both in body and in spirit. New posts have dried up. My blog seems to be going through it’s first fallow period.
I was off last week seeking some warm weather and sunshine on the coast of Florida, and I was being kind of selfish.
The truth of the matter is that once you don the title of “travel blogger”, travel is really never the same again. In addition to soaking up the scenery and enjoying your destination, note taking, frantic picture taking and thinking about possible avenues for stories get added to the mix. Dinner is not just dinner, it is an opportunity to capture the essence of the flavors of a place (often, this means trying to get just the perfect food porn picture before the food gets mussed up and taking notes while I am eating.) A visit to the beach isn’t just for relaxation, you start thinking about how to share the magic of your time at the beach with your readers.
While I love blogging, and I love to look back on the stories that I have written from the places that we have traveled to, the truth is that it does take away somewhat from my pure, unadulterated enjoyment of just experiencing a new place.
This was my selfishness; I needed our trip to be just for us. I desperately needed to relax. I needed to be unplugged. I just needed time to unwind and soak up sunshine. No thinking. No note taking. Minimal picture taking (though I think I still might have gotten a few to share.) No consideration for how I was going to share the trip on the blog. Nothing but complete and utter selfishness.
You know what? The honest truth is that it felt pretty darned good.
I am back. my vitamin D levels have increased. I plan to get some posts up next week. Thanks for your patience.