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A Thousand Words

A Thousand Words

A few weeks ago, I received an email notification. Our blog’s web hosting was up for renewal yet again. I turned to Bruno, who was lying in bed beside me with his Kindle. “What should we do about Futatabi?”

Last year, at around the same time, we’d had a similar chat. We decided that we would renew for a year and see how we went – who knows, perhaps we’d find time to catch up on a few posts once we both settled back into the rhythm of full-time work. I paid the bill and life carried on. We worked. I changed jobs. Bruno travelled to Croatia, then we both went to Indonesia, and at Christmas, we made our regular trip to Hong Kong and Japan.

But we didn’t blog. In all honesty, I suspect we will never catch up on any of those planned posts from our year-long honeymoon. I have drafts from our 10-day trek of Torres del Paine, a whole stack of notes from Antarctica, and plenty more stories about our life in the Andes with the condors, the sheer wildness of Svalbard, my love affair with campervan trips in Scandinavia, our whirlwind stops in Germany and France, and a month exploring the red soil plains of Central Australia. I just don’t think I will manage to post them here.

Most of that is simply because I’m not a picture person. I never have been. Back in the school and uni days when I blogged semi-religiously, I did so using words – mountains and mountains of words, often multiple times a day. I’m someone who would rather read a book than watch a movie, someone who immediately turned off auto-play on Facebook videos when it first rolled out, someone who agrees that a picture could be worth a thousand words but would generally prefer the words anyway.

Much as I love this blog and the opportunity to share some of Bruno’s gorgeous photography – and to use those to help bring our words to life – I dread the process of curating the right photos for each post, uploading them, adding captions and getting the format just so. Maybe I could have tried text-only entries (as this post will be), but travel blogging without photos doesn’t seem quite right either. I know I want to see photos when I read other people’s blogs, and I actually want photos on mine too. It’s just that the process itself is time-consuming and a bit painful.

Not only that, but I am not a great descriptive writer. When I do write, it tends to be on the reflective and rambling side, so having to provide enough detail for a post to be useful to someone is just not something that comes naturally to me. In fact, it feels a lot like work.

And so, this time, Bruno said, “Let’s just back it up and cancel the hosting.”

“Yeah. That makes sense.” I scrolled idly through the Antarctica post. “I think I backed it up last year.”

He rolled over and kissed me on the cheek. “It was a great blog, though. You did an awesome job.”

“We both did. It was our blog.” More idle scrolling, and a sigh. “I just wish we could have managed to keep it updated. We said we’d try but it never really happened.”

“I know, love.”

I checked the backup files. They were fine. “How about we just keep the domain registration? That’s pretty cheap. At least nobody else would be able to use it.”

“Sure.” He reached an arm around me and gave a squeeze. “Sounds like a plan.”

It grew silent for a while. I read a few more posts, then found our travelog and pointed it out to him. “Hey, look! I love this part. We’ve had so many adventures together over the years. This is our record of it all. Well, at least until we stopped blogging.”

Bruno indulged me and watched over my shoulder as I clicked around, showing him more pages – our hike through the Japanese Alps, our equipment log, our “about us” page. After a few minutes, he said, “We don’t have to cancel it, you know. I’m torn too. We can just keep going. It’s okay.”

I glanced up at him. “That seems a bit expensive if we’re never going to use blog again.”

“It’ll be fine. We put a lot of work into it.”

“But it’s so ugly! The style is so outdated. I kept meaning to change the theme but never got around to it.” That part was true. It was okay when we first set it up, but it also feels very last decade-esque.

“I think it’s great.”

I mulled on it for a while. “Are you sure?”

“Of course,” he replied. “Let’s renew it.”

And so, we renewed it for yet another year.

Here’s the thing. Like I said, I doubt I’ll blog again if I need to make it look decent, add a million photos, and do enough research or add enough descriptive detail for each post to be useful to a fellow traveller. But I do still enjoy writing, and posting reflective text-only entries is better than posting nothing at all if we’re going to keep this blog up and running.

So I’m going to give it a second shot, and I’m going to do it the only way I really know – which means more entries like these. We’ll see how it goes.

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