I’m not sure about anyone else, but I really miss the good old days of blogging, where people would post about their specialist subject (or lots of subjects if they were more of a lifestyle blogger) and would then post chatty, catch up with my life sort of posts in between. I loved those more personal insights into someone’s life and what they’d been up to, how they were feeling and how life was for them. I’m hoping to bring that back, at least on Inside Laura’s Head, and hope other people do too. Fingers crossed!
I’m writing this on a Thursday night, knowing I’ve booked the day off work tomorrow, so I have a long weekend. It’s made me think back to pre-pandemic, where a long weekend would mean I booked a flight and went to explore a new city, and I really, really miss that. I miss being in a financial position to book and go at short notice, and I miss feeling secure that the trip would happen, I wouldn’t get stuck somewhere and everything would be open for me. I wonder if travel will ever go back to normal?
Don’t get me wrong, I understand why we’ve had to change, I follow the rules and respect the reasons why. I will always travel with my masks, anti bac gel and my lateral flow tests, and I’ll stay at home if I have symptoms. I’m not a dick. I am a travel blogger who is barely travelling, though, and it’s getting me down, big time. I want to get on a plane with my overpriced airport book, order a vodka because I know it’s 9am but I’m technically on holiday, take 72 photos of take off out of the plane window, and get excited to discover somewhere new. I want to travel again.
In February 2019 I booked a £5 each way return flight from Manchester to Hamburg, without having the time booked off work, I just took a gamble that it would work out. I then booked the time off, sat down and thought about it, and booked coaches from Hamburg to Copenhagen and Copenhagen to Stockholm, then a flight home. Then I got the travel books out and planned a 9 day trip across three new cities in 3 new countries, and it was no big deal. My biggest problem was which coat to take, and whether one pair of boots would be enough. Now it’s will my flights be cancelled, how do I know which test I need to take before I go, why are they so expensive and what if that country decides we’re not allowed in just before. Stressful, to say the least. I’m scared that I’ll lose money, I’ll plan for a trip and feel sad it’s been cancelled, I’ll look like an idiot for hoping to go somewhere if it turns out I can’t. I’d guess I’m not alone with these feelings in these weird Covid times.
As I sit here I’m really regretting my decision not to throw caution to the wind and book a trip, whilst knowing it’s too late to change that. So I’m going to be productive about that. I’m going to work some overtime this weekend, put that money aside specifically to use to travel, book some more of my annual leave when I go back to work on Monday, and decide on my first 2022 destination. Then, around payday, I’m going to book flights and an air b n b in a new city, maybe even two for April. I think it’s about time this grounded travel blogger got back into the sky. Can anyone recommend a new city for me?