I've got some major beef with a couple of travel writers out there -- actually, it may be a beef with most of the travel writing world.
See, a lot of bloggers and travel writers don't really talk about travel beyond the "OHMYGODHOWBEAUTIFUL/HOLY/SCARY/FABULOUS!" I often also find travel extremely stressful, lonely, and emotionally exhausting -- saying goodbye to life at home for a certain amount of time, and then feeling a bit "behind" everyone else when I return.
Travel bloggers, in particular, are on my bad list today. They often seem more bent on showing off all the things they've done -- how many check boxes are filled on the ol' list-o-life -- and I find it off-putting, as if travel blogs are solely to brag about how adventurous you are and how much advice you've acquired to dole out. (This also applies to the holier-than-thou crew who are "so not about checkboxes," but are just as happy to tell you how to travel.)
But then I wonder, what is the role of travel writing? To provide escapism? Information? Are bloggers there to give personal journals? And I'm unsure of the answer, and unsure of the role I want to play.