As a traveler, not on travel

As a traveler, not on travel

Kia takes stock of the past year and tells what it is like to stay in one place

The last 12 months have brought changes for us here at Atlas & Boots. A year ago, Peter and I from Airbnbs lived while we were looking for a flat in the Yorkshire Dales. We visited 22 properties, offered two of them half -heartedly and then saw our 23rd house in which we fell in love. It was not perfect (no space required and a lot of work), but the 300 -year -old stone house with its wooden beams and the paved road seemed perfect for a writer. If you stretch your head out of the skylight, you can even see a lock.

and so we moved 240 miles north of London to the country. I wrote about the ups and downs and what I miss the most about London, but I also know that we made the right decision.

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After we had settled in our home in September, we made our way to Namibia, South Africa, Lesotho, Eswatini and later to Costa Rica, where we greeted the new year.

this year it was quieter for me. Apart from Costa Rica, I traveled to the Faroe Islands for four days at the beginning of the year, so I was hardly gone.

For those among them who do not know the reason, I published a book this year. The follow-up is due in November, so I hid at home, written, introduced articles and conducted interviews, occasionally dared at literary festivals.

Alt = “Equipment list for the Everest Base Camp-Warm Clothing”> Atlas & Boots Peter made the Trek to Everest Base Camp without me

In the meantime, Peter has drawn to Everest Base Camp Trek in Nepal and now the Arctic Circle Trail in Greenland without doing me. This is bitter, firstly because we like to travel together. This is a lot more fun than traveling alone. Second, I was not allowed to Nepal or Greenland!

I am aware of how it sounds ("Boo Hoo, I can't do my dream job because of my other dream job"), but after four years a lot of travel it feels very strange to sit still. Here are some of the things I noticed.

I'm not jealous ... until I am

The thing with life is that we often feel poor, no matter how wonderful it was, unless it is wonderful now. It doesn't matter that I have traveled to the world; If I'm home now and you are in a cool place, I will probably be jealous of you.

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I run a travel blog, so of course I know a lot of travel bloggers and it is okay when you are in cities that I have already seen, or in traveling countries that I don't know yet, but as soon as you are in one of the countries that I would like to see (Mongolia, Nepal, Greenland), I feel restless and look forward to the street. Life is basically Fomo until I die.

I get my color back (or its absence)

It is a strange thing when your skin color changes half-permanent. In 2014, on our journey around the world, my color was dramatic.

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Here I am in Iceland with my color, as it has been since I was born, compared to me in French Polynesia after six months in strong sunshine. Since then we have traveled into warm realms regularly, so I never returned to my original color.

After seven months in Great Britain, despite a short trip to the Faroe Islands (hardly known for plump sun), I slowly come back to my original color, which of course feels strange because I have got used to being browned!

Speaking of skin, mine somehow looks great

My skin has been the healthiest in a long time. Some of them undoubtedly has to deal with our move to the country (my pores literally darken themselves in London after a week, Igitt). This also includes staying protected from the sun, feeling rested and getting a consistent sleep.

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Life on the street can be exhausting. It is difficult to get into a routine, to eat healthy or to do sports regularly. Being at home means that I can take care of my body, which has made a visible difference.

I'm worried that I don't do my part

Regular readers will know that we publish two posts per week: Wednesdays travel reports and Saturdays practical tips, current debates and happy lists.

travel reports are usually more time -consuming, since you not only require an insight into what we have done, but also require practical information about how you can do it in addition to photography (all ours, select, select, edit, credit, and credit). And a video (albeit a lo-fi video).

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Saturday posts, on the other hand, are easier. Since I am not driving at the moment, Peter has written the lion's share of travel reports in the past few months, which I am a little sorry for.

He insists that it will be worthwhile when my book becomes a bestseller, but given the fact that around 4,000 new titles are published every week, of which only 40 bestsellers become, the chances of an unmounted author are somewhere between zero and 1%. (And even if you come to the list, you may earn less than two thousand pounds.) Φ (ツ) /ϕ

it made me ask me what I want in life

I dedicated so much time and energy to my book last year ... and now I have to write another one. I say "have to" as if it weren't my dream because I pay attention to the things I can't do while writing a book.

Peter asked me the other day: 'What would you do if a three-book deal were offered to you?' And the question fulfilled me with troubled.

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I had to think seriously about the answer. This year we sacrificed a month in Canada and a trip to Alaska this year. Peter spent the weekends and evenings without me and often hiked alone in the Dales.

"I think I have to say yes," I said to him. Writing books is a privilege and I am not sure whether I could ever say no despite the many victims. Nobody tells you that the price of dreams are different dreams and sometimes you have to let one go.

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