Am I Exciting Enough for This?

Bit of a change from your typical “Am I Good Enough to be a Blogger” spiel, right?

Because I don’t need to ask that question; I know I’m good enough. I’ve always been a firm believer that you can do anything you put your mind to, you can be anything you want to be and go anywhere you choose in life (unfortunately we have a suit-wearing tangerine ‘leading’ the free world as testimony to that), so yeah, I am good enough. I don’t need validation for that.

But exciting?? That’s a whole other kettle of fish!

This is where I mention that I’m currently sat in the McDonald’s behind Zagreb train station munching on some potato wedges (domaći krumpiri in Croatian, just FYI) and watching the world go by.

And of course, by watching the world go by I mean mooching off of their free WiFi for as long as I can. My hostel’s only a 10 minute walk away but I just spent the last 5 hours on a bus listening to Ed Sheeran’s new album on repeat and so I’m definitely not emotionally stable enough to deal with face-to-face human interaction right now. I mean – Supermarket Flowers – can we just not?!

I swear that man is magic. There’s no one else on this planet who can make you switch from mourning your dead relative to doing an Irish jig in .7 seconds flat. What a diamond.

Anyway, this is the second McDonald’s I’ve frequented today, the first being back in Split about 9 and a half hours ago. Last time I had a McFlurry. It wasn’t a particularly fantastic McFlurry but I did learn that Smarties is not the universal word for Smarties, so there’s that.

It goes without saying that in between my two dates with the big yellow M, the 5 hour bus ride listening to the sweet sweet sounds of Teddy S and those 2 chapters of 1984 that I read before it got dark, I’ve had a lot of thinking time.

Normally what comes alongside a lot of thinking time is a whole load of word vomit tumbling out of my fingertips and onto the screen, kind of like when Dumbledore took his memories out of his brain and stuck them in that pot, except far less magical. And I don’t have a beard.

This, my friends, is that word vomit. Prepare yourselves now, this could get philosophical.

According to my Twitter and Instagram bios I’m a travel blogger (and we all know social media should be taken as gospel so let’s go with that), and if you pay any attention to my Instagram you’ll see that I spend most of my time frolicking about between one country and another with no cares in the world.

The same can’t be said for my Twitter which mostly involves me narrating my own bus journeys and retweeting cute pictures of the Obamas so for the sake of the point I’m trying to make, let’s pretend I don’t have Twitter.

So on the surface of Instagram – the InstaSurface, if you please – I live a bloody exciting life.

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One week I’m in India, the next I’m in Poland. And the sky is always blue. Always. Go check if you don’t believe me.

And I have no doubt in my mind that there are some people in my life – real and online – who look at this kind of stuff, look at my almost-daily updates of pretty views and nice buildings and envy me. They think my life is fantastic.

Well do you wanna know a secret?

It is fantastic.

And it’s also really, really bloody boring. Like, sometimes I will honestly stop in my tracks and wonder how I even have friends, I am such a boring person.

This isn’t where I’m going to go off into an Instagram vs. Reality thing so don’t you worry your pretty little heads about that, but I am going run through a few truths.

Travelling alone is one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. It’s empowering, it’s liberating and it’s a whole lot of fun. It’s also tiring. It’s lonely. And sometimes I really don’t think I do it justice.

Because I’m actually a really, really boring person.

I don’t go to enough museums, I don’t test out enough restaurants, I don’t sample the local alcohol, I don’t mingle with locals as much as I should, I don’t often go “off the beaten track” but at the same time I barely even touch the beaten track!

Basically I’m a big dollop of boring sauce and a pretty shitty excuse of a “travel blogger”.

Because I do travel (a lot, lol) but I don’t really do a lot when I travel.

These days, with the amount of people actually following along with my little adventures through the wonders of social media, I’ve been putting a lot of pressure on myself to go out and do things, even if said things aren’t of particular interest to me.

Take, for example, when I woke up early-ish to go to a car museum in Riga. A CAR MUSEUM. You haven’t heard about that before because as soon as I stepped foot in the place I had a “What the heck am I doing? moment and hot-footed it out of there as fast as my tiny little legs could carry me.

Cars are not my thing. Hiking when there’s no spectacular view is not my thing. Milkshake is also not my thing. There are lots of things that are not my thing. Yet here I am trying to force myself to like them for the sake of a few thousand sodding words, when what I should actually be doing is focusing my attention on the things that are actually my thing.

Like burgers. I love burgers. But when you’re on the Dalmatian Coast you should be eating the fish, not burgers. What kind of monster travels all the way to Croatia and just eats burgers the whole time?! This kind of monster right here, that’s who!

When I eventually leave the warmth of McDonald’s and head to my hostel, do you know what this crazy 24-year old young ‘un is gonna do? Go to bed. At 10pm on a Saturday night. Conclusion? I am not exciting enough for this, whatever “this” is.




    • rhiydwi
      5th March 2017 / 4:49 pm

      Thanks Tanja! I’m having an absolute blast and am so jealous you get to call this lovely country your own! Already mentally planning my next visit (which will be way more relaxed and away from the main cities than this one!).

  1. 5th March 2017 / 11:44 am

    Oh gosh, I remember the days (ie last year) when I lived in the UK and worked a job that finished around midnight and would go travelling on my days off where I would TREAT MYSELF TO A BEDTIME OF 10PM and it felt so empowering to just do what I wanted to do, which was very much to go to bed at a semi-acceptable hour.
    Don’t fret. You’re essentially on holiday. Do what you feel like doing. Seen one museum, seen them all, I say. And blog posts like this are far more interesting to read than the “10 interesting things I did in Paris”-esque ones (it’s always bloody Paris).

    • rhiydwi
      5th March 2017 / 4:52 pm

      10pm bedtime does sound like a treat actually hahah. I catching myself defiantly thinking that “I’m just gonna stay in the apartment and watch Netflix and pizza tonight because I’m on holiday and can do whatever the heck I want!” But pizza and Netflix is what I do most nights when I’m not on holiday anyway sooo… what’s the difference?
      It’s actually quite funny – I posted this little dig at museums and then today visited not one, not two but THREE and had a bloody fantastic time. The universe is mocking me.
      Paris. Yes, all the Paris! Tbh I could probably write one of those posts myself despite having never been, I’ve read that many of them.

      • LC
        7th March 2017 / 7:09 am

        Ah, there are some gem of museums out there! For example, my life has only been enriched from having visited the Icelandic Phallological Museum.

        • rhiydwi
          7th March 2017 / 9:50 am

          My vocabulary does not stretch that far so I had to Google it. OH MY GOD. I can’t stop laughing.

  2. 5th March 2017 / 4:36 pm

    I’m with you on the “traveling-but-not-traveling” perspective. At least, that was me last year: I was doing a lot of traveling in Europe, but unlike you I packed way too many things in a short amount of time, so that I wasn’t really seeing and taking in the significance of the monuments, museums, etc. My Instagram doesn’t reflect the fact that I’ve really gotten to know the culture, instead of merely playing tourist for the sake of saying that I’ve been to XYZ country.

    I’m trying to get better at slowing down this year, to really take in the places I go, but for my personal benefit, not for others. The way I see it, Instagram followers and Facebook friends will enjoy the photos no matter what, so there’s no need to force it upon yourself to discover the cat café in town or the car museum, especially if you have no interest in them. It’s a matter of picking and choosing what interests you, and that in the end makes all the difference.

    • rhiydwi
      5th March 2017 / 4:55 pm

      Oh wow, that was so me a few years ago! Now I’m the polar opposite, I’m slower than a sloth.
      It’s not just followers and the likes though, I have a lot of real-life friends to whom travel is a lot less (foreign passports, visa restrictions and money) and I’ll get messages off them or face-to-face conversations and they’ll look at me all doe-eyed like “what else did you see?” And it’s almost like I feel I have a duty to them to see and do as much as humanly possible and then feel guilty when I don’t. Very strange. But yeah, only I should matter really.

  3. 6th March 2017 / 12:36 am

    Loved this! I totally fall into a similar pattern when I’m traveling solo. I tend to be too cheap to try new things, or go out much.

    • rhiydwi
      6th March 2017 / 8:41 am

      Haha same! Normally I fall back on free walking tours because at least then it feels like I’m doing stuff, but right now with it being off season there’s none available here in Croatia!

  4. 7th March 2017 / 6:17 am

    Boring travelers unite!!! I don’t like to go out late when I’m traveling alone – what am I going to do? Hit a club by myself? I don’t even like to do that at home. I really only like to wander around and do free stuff and find food that’s cheap but still really good. Sometimes I felt like I was traveling wrong because I wasn’t exciting. (Now I’m not even traveling anymore, so I’m mega super boring.) Anyway, I’m so happy to read that you travel kind of like me and I don’t think it’s boring at all (not that I’m biased). Thanks for celebrating monsters who travel and eat burgers!

    P.S. One of the best things I ate in Lisbon was a big fat burger. No regrets.

    • rhiydwi
      7th March 2017 / 9:47 am

      Yeah, I don’t go out late when I’m at home so why on earth would that change when I’m alone in some random town somewhere? Haha! It’s the worst when I’m in a hostel and my dorm-mates will leave at the crack of dawn and then not come back until gone midnight – WHAT DO THEY DO ALL DAY?! I’m more of a wake up at 11, be back by 6 kind of gal myself.
      Burgers are life! My stepdad texts me in every single country “What’s the food like?” and my answer is always “Okay” because mostly I haven’t really tried anything other than burgers and the occasional omelette!

  5. 7th March 2017 / 9:57 am

    You’re such a beautiful writer!! You’re certainly not a ‘boring traveller’ – just a NORMAL one! 🙂 I’d be the same if I was visiting lots of countries at once though, I wouldn’t feel like pushing myself to find new things and eat new things for the sake of it. I’ve been on a couple city breaks so far and I have crammed in SO much, and sometimes I do wonder if it’s for the sake of my blog/social media. Anyway girl, you do you! xx

    • rhiydwi
      7th March 2017 / 4:12 pm

      Aw that’s such a lovely thing to say! Thank you Hannah <3
      Oh girl, I've SO been there! Cramming a week's worth of stuff into the space of 2 days just because "AHHH I've only got 2 days!" But now I'm at the complete opposite side of the spectrum - as in, this comment is coming to you at 5pm from the bed in my apartment hotel in Ljubljana. What have I done today? Ate some veggie sushi and took a photo of a river, lol! Thanks so much again for your lovely comment.

    • rhiydwi
      11th March 2017 / 1:44 pm

      Ooh thank you so much Debbie! I’ll work on a post and get it up soon 🙂

  6. 9th March 2017 / 10:32 am

    I think that’s what I love about your blog though. It’s relatable and honest and witty. If I wanted to see a perfectly manicured person posing in-front of a sunset with the caption ‘LEAVE ONLY FOOTPRINTS’ I’d frequent the rest of the internet. I want to know what chicken nuggets are in Croatian.

    • rhiydwi
      11th March 2017 / 1:45 pm

      Hahah, I might hire you as my personal cheer-upper if I’m ever having a bad day! You’re kind of right though. Who cares how many different sun hats someone owns when what really matters is chicken nuggets!

  7. Riely
    10th March 2017 / 7:18 pm

    I really enjoy your style of writing; it is so raw and refreshing. I think that your take on travel is unique and definitely interesting to read then the usual take on tourist destinations. Keep doing what makes yo happy on your travels. Stay true to you and those who like it will follow.

    • rhiydwi
      11th March 2017 / 1:46 pm

      Aww, thank you so much for your lovely comment Riely!

  8. 13th April 2017 / 12:49 pm

    Ha ha so firstly I have established you are a MacDonalds addict, well there are worse things in life!! But I know what you mean. I feel like there is so much pressure all the time to be having the best time, take the amzing photos and constantly be smiling but in truth it’s just not like that is it. Feel like I am reflecting now on who and what I am – I actually have no idea but I know I love travel and will just do it my way!!

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