Travel writing is my way of not growing up. It's a passion, it's fun, it's playtime to me. Plus, travel writers always get to jump on the bed--hotels don't care, and they rarely catch the head indents on the ceiling.
I don't sit at a desk (unless I feel like it), but most of the time, I write in my head. So my desk is an evening stroll, an otherwise boring workout, my morning meeting for my other job, which is work. Lastly, travel writing is all exploration and adventure. Adventures happen when you're excited about what you're nosing into--when you're interested, you delve further. I don't write many food reviews because I don't like spicy, or mushy, or still moving when I first saw it. But checking out what's on the roof, who's in the Barca bars midday 30 min outside of the city center, away from the tourist throngs on Las Ramblas, doing the touristy things and then asking the bored guards where I can watch a soccer game on tv, that's how I end up surrounded by empty glasses once sopping of wine/Coca, and fans willing to hang me by their FC Barca scarves.
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