The lonely traveler enters the hostel. Ask the Wifi password, He accommodates in the room and gets rid of the backpack resting the kilometers of the road. Take out the computer, Download the photos of the day and contemplate its authenticity: He in front of a brilliant lake, He at the foot of the road, He with a very nice black man, He and the elephants. It connects to the Internet, Select a couple of photos and enter Facebook to inform the place where you are, as who nails a flag on the map of the illusions of others. Then carefully drop the video camera. That morning has recorded an interesting journey from the window of a bus. Try to raise a sequence to your YouTube channel, Although the connection fails. LOW for reception, But it is always the same, The manager shrugs. The traveler has forged his patience based on waiting, reconditions, second -hand megabits and wifis.
The video is finally loaded. Two minutes of road and landscapes deserve the wait. Go back to Facebook and Twitter and I don't know what other social network, where he announces that that morning was there, that your trip is alive and you can see the video. Do not disappoint your followers because it is necessary to tell the story live, approach the public, Share the day to day because the lonely traveler also needs, After all, Travel in company.
It is necessary to tell the story live, Share the day to day because the lonely traveler also needs, After all, Travel in company.
Then go down to take something in a very modest restaurant not to alter your intrepid condition. Ask for chicken, Because it's the only thing in the menu, and for dessert a beer with which the day rewards. It has become late, It is night and there is no one there with whom to talk. Go back to your hostel. Turn on the computer. Several followers encourage you to continue trip, He has a lot of "like" and a couple of new profiles seem to follow him on Twitter.
Turn off the team and sleep with a smile.
The accompanied traveler also uses social networks, But you don't need your omnipresence. Upon arriving at the hostel, he talks to his travel companions, They comment on the day, They laugh because, except for the crazy and the petty, Laughter makes only sense if it is shared. They go to dinner and after the chicken and rice plate they provide with beer. They lengthen the desktop and the photos of the day are shown: They in front of a brilliant lake, They smiling at the foot of the road, They with a very nice black, They and the elephants. If there is a couple in the group, Maybe he retires before the hostel. In any case, They comment on the state of the people, Its simplicity, Verbalize the magic of the trip, They clarify the concepts of the continent, They joke about the neglect of the room service and prepare the assault on the road the next day.
The accompanied traveler also uses social networks, But you don't need your omnipresence.
Before sleeping they carry their equipment. They also want to portray the trip with the cameras, But the trip have already shared it and there is no hurry. They do not claim followers, Because the journey is already plural. The friends with whom they have shared the chicken have already made it clear that they "like" that adventure and the comments have expressed face to face. That is your live trip, The rest will be forever a deferred story, Well, memories need a time to mature and be counted. No live memories.
In my opinion we have overestimated the tool and we are neglecting the goal. I do not see necessary to update the experiences, It does not contribute great value except for those moments of journalistic interest and collective news. Blogs and social networks put the journey at risk because the goal, in many cases, It is telling it now, count it now, what paradoxically prevents living in fullness.
Blogs and social networks put the journey at risk because the goal, in many cases, It is telling it now, count it now
I traveled alone a few times and have enjoyed spontaneous meetings, nights are fun and the feeling of freedom that produces a map without consensus. But I've also stumbled irretrievably with the boredom of an empty hostel, a dumb way or beer friendless.
On other occasions I have suffered otherwise: The group debate, the tensions of coexistence or resignation that causes to be a minority on a democratic trip. However, I keep festive reconciliation, Choir sung music and road conversations.
Internet has filled with lonely travelers anxious to stop being. Some travel as a form of challenge. For me, trips are not a merit, but a privilege. The pleasure of traveling does not require foreign recognition. As a friend told me: “I travel to travel, Not for having traveled ".
Trips do not suppose a merit, but a privilege.
As a journalist I am responsible for telling travel stories, And sometimes I assume a certain prominence, But I never grant my experience as much importance that I cannot wait to be shared.
Traveling in company is more fun and more complex. The complicity of the classmates is the one that enriches the adventure, The group forms an authentic society, Without social networks where sometimes the true meaning of a trip is entangled.
