It is difficult to avoid the distraction of the Olympics at the moment. Sports like fencing, judo and hockey, that were they being played out outside my window at any other time I’d close the curtains, have suddenly become must-see viewing.
Following on from frequent visits to the bars by the beach to watch the football European Championships in the midst of my people last month the work rate on The Working Traveller has taken a huge hit this summer.
With this in mind I thought to resurrect the half arsed collection of links masquerading as a serious column we call The Blogpacker Review.
Some of you – perhaps those of you with small and insignificant blogs – might not be happy with this but now The Blogpacker Review has risen to the top to become THE premier half arsed collection of links masquerading as a serious column on travel blogging we can only look at you witheringly and state quite clearly that we are right. We don’t care what you think.
It might be just this attitude that prompted Toni to wonder why are travel bloggers so nasty towards eachother? (Eachother? Jesus H Christ, Toni! Shouldn’t there be a fucking gap between those two words?)
Lindsay Hogg felt the same way last year when she ranted on why travel bloggers gotta be hatin’? while Nicole Blaess-Smith from the great sporting nation of Australia has been told ’you’re too young to be a travel blogger’.
As we are too incompetent to have the right type of Facebook page we are unable to join Facebook groups so we don’t know who the big meanies are that have been telling Toni what she should and shouldn’t do but Paul Dow argues in attention blogging that a little constructive criticism isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
In between emailing and tweeting Toni, and posting on her Facebook page, about all the things wrong with her post, I have taken a moment to reflect on Christine Gilbert’s advice on Travelllll.com entitled Now I’ve Made it Big I Don’t Give a Toss About the Rest of You Want to be a Successful Travel Blogger? Get Out of the Travel Blog Bubble.
A quick look at the lack of comments below will demonstrate just how brilliantly we have avoided this classic travel blogging trap, one that Paul Dow also touches upon in his own post on the travel blogging bubble.
Despite resisting the temptation to answer every one with ‘so’s your face,’ maybe the reason why we do so poorly in attracting comments is because unlike the Chinese guy Pam Mendel meets in I am not a Brand we are utterly hopeless at implementing strategy.
I’m sure once we find the scrap of paper on which we’ve written ours everything will be tickety boo but until then we will have to pay attention at the back of the class to Will Peach’s socially awkward travel bloggers guide to networking with travel bloggers.
Michael Tieso seems to have no problems here as he says all his best friends are travel bloggers. Nor, despite his earlier socially awkward assertions and an attempt to alienate solo female travel bloggers, does Will Peach who feels confident enough to write a guide to dealing with travel blogging groupies.
Now, as the horsey dancing is coming on soon and we didn’t know how else to wrap up this Blogpacker Review, we thought we’d take inspiration from the Olympic opening ceremony and ask Sir Paul McCartney to do it: Hey Jude. Nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, nah, na, na, na, nah, nah nah. Nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, nah, na, na, na, nah, nah nah. Nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, nah, na, na, na, nah, nah nah. Nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, nah, na, na, na, nah, nah nah. Nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, nah, na, na, na, nah, nah nah. Nah, nah, nah, na, na, na, nah, na, na, na, nah, nah nah.