When Sarah Farrell of the New York Times interviewed me many moons ago, she asked, “Do you know you have the dream job of all dream jobs?” and I had to reply, “Yes, of course.”
I have been told that so often by friends and strangers that I have it hammered into my head. The reasons are obvious: every thinking person likes to travel, either to discover something about the world or something about himself or herself. Ideally, you’ll learn about the world and yourself, of course.
And to get paid to travel, as most people put it, must be the best job ever.
But the drawbacks are great:
1. You don’t get paid much, most of the time. So you don’t get rich as some of your friends do.
2. You usually travel alone, without family, friends or loved ones. When you want to turn to someone and say, “Isn’t this great?”, there’s nobody there. And sometimes, the people you leave behind can’t keep on waiting for you. Family life definitely suffers as a result, because your loved ones often complain “you’re never here, you’re always off somewhere!”
The moral of this story: If you don’t mind being alone a lot, it’s a dream job, all right
Note: I hope to encourage a little discussion here on the good and bad of the travel writer’s life and problems within the community of travel journalists, bloggers and memoirists. Also to address some of the travel industry’s problems and attitudes.
Please feel free to send me your comments, which I will repeat here for others to see. My email is firstname.lastname@example.org.]]>