Travels, Wales

An Apology for a Slow Blogger

I don’t know how travel bloggers do it. How do they travel the world and write about it constantly day after day after day? All the time, almost in real time.

I just don’t know.

I need time to digest, to rest, and sometimes, time to pretend to be on a quest.

I need quiet time with no phones, updates or worry about statistics.

I need time away from the blog to sense the atmosphere and the significance the place might hold for its visitors – even if it’s only an unfamiliar coffee shop I am visiting.

I need time to collapse onto my bed after a full day of all the sensing, and then, not to sense at all: just sleep till it’s time to wake up and sense it all again until, the journey is over.

Then, I need some time to recover.

Some time to realize what I have just seen and where I have been to.

I need 3 days and 1000 kilometres worth of recovery.

The road trip started from London. Destination was Wales via Oxford.

The road trip started from London. Destination was Wales via Oxford.

In Oxford the only pre-meditaded destination was Grand Café.

In Oxford the only pre-meditaded destination was Grand Café.

Where I had some coffee.

Where I had some coffee.

The Natural History Museum was on the "to skip" list - but luckily we didn't.

The Natural History Museum was on the “to skip” list – but luckily we didn’t.

Pitt Rivers Museum was fascinating in its creepiness.

Pitt Rivers Museum was fascinating in its creepiness.

We arrived to this sun set at our Lake Vyrnwy hotel.

We arrived to this sun set at our Lake Vyrnwy hotel.

Next morning, the breakfast was almost as slow as the blogger - the toast took 42 minutes to arrive.

Next morning, the breakfast was almost as slow as the blogger – the toast took 42 minutes to arrive.

The travels in Wales were about to commence.

The travels in Wales were about to commence.

It was sunny everywhere else but on the hills of Snowdonia.

It was sunny everywhere else but on the hills of Snowdonia.

Bistro at Beddgelert, very cute little village.

Bistro at Beddgelert, very cute little village.

So we head to a peninsula instead.

So we head to a peninsula instead.

This is Uwchmynydd. Yes, Uwchmynydd.

This is Uwchmynydd. Yes, Uwchmynydd.

After the sunny peninsula, it was time to enter Snowdonia National Park again - the hills were still covered with clouds.

After the sunny peninsula, it was time to enter Snowdonia National Park again – the hills were still covered with clouds.

We met our old friends, the sheep, again.

We met our old friends, the sheep, again.

We headed to south again, to Aberystwyth.

We headed to south again, to Aberystwyth.

It was a very pleasant seaside town.

It was a very pleasant seaside town.

And from here, we headed back to London - via Brecon Beacon National Park. But that's for another post.

And from here, we headed back to London – via Brecon Beacons National Park. But that’s for another post.

 

 

 

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3 Comments

  • Reply Aleah | SolitaryWanderer.com May 28, 2015 at 8:39 AM

    I feel you. I really envy the bloggers who can immediately write about their trip. It takes weeks for me, even months, to be in the right frame of mind to write about a place I’d been to.

    • Reply sateenmuru May 28, 2015 at 9:08 AM

      Hehe, yeah, I feel like the fast bloggers have some sort of a constant drive on which I can only achieve occasionally – and even then with a lot of help from coffee!

  • Reply Jari / Hit the road -matkablogi May 29, 2015 at 7:21 AM

    Same here, I also need some time and distance before I can write down the best experiences and feelings.

    But I do not envy those who post “live”. I guess it all comes down to one’s personality: I’m slow, I write slow and I love to read slow.

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