This is a blog about travelling and productivity. It’s about how to get work done whilst on the road, from the perspective of a writer. This latter part is not a random choice: it’s because I am indeed a writer.
Me, me, me
I come from England, but I prefer to go to other places to write. This is for various reasons: I have a love of exploring; I like to minimise my outgoings by living cheaply; I have an inherent need to start all my sentences with ‘When I was in…’ followed by a country.
I’m a writer, and currently engaged in a number of separate book projects. I write about travel and have a habit of writing about countries other than the one I’m in. Perhaps I’m just awkward.
But I’m not here to talk about me. Well, I am, but I doubt I can get away with it all the time. So I should probably introduce the point of this blog.
Being productive is difficult.
You’ve got this finite resource known as coffee, I mean time, and you have to manage this appropriately, despite the sirens of Facebook, Twitter and the like drawing you towards the rocks with their promise of cheap kittens.
Even when you avoid them, your brain will still contrive to mess things up by assigning importance to tasks on the basis of ‘I just really fancy doing it’, rather than the more prudent ‘this would be the best use of my time’.
Travel and Productivity
Then you throw travel into the mix. At its best, travel invigorates and motivates. It re-energises you and gives you a new outlook on the world. It can give you the chance to meet amazing people, see amazing sites and maybe even do amazing work.
But travel can be one of the worst enemies of productivity. It can do for your routines what a tumble dryer would do for your carefully-constructed matchstick model of a cathedral.
How can you realistically expect to do be productive when you’re in an airport waiting hall, on a cramped long-distance coach journey, or, if you’re really unlucky, a cafe.
This blog will be looking at all these things. Or so I say.
In fact, this is the bit where I’m meant to excitedly predict ‘and there’ll be dancing ocelots, and bears dressed as vacuum cleaners, and I’ll have an interview with Socrates!’
You can never live up to this kind of hype. So I’m going to put down an early marker of low expectations: There will be three posts a year, and they’ll all be about teaspoons. Which is still probably harder than I make it sound.
Right, well I’ve promised a lot, so I’d better get off and start delivering. Well, in a minute. I’m just doing this really important… other thing.
Are you a location-independent worker? How does travel affect your productivity? Are you a country? What do you think of people swanning about you, trying to get work done? Are you a thing that needs to get done? Have you any idea how much trouble you cause?