That Time When I Changed My Blog Format.

It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged, I feel like I’ve just lost the will to write since SEO. The more I think about ranking on google’s first page, the more I feel demotivated about writing. This is the reason why I’m not a copywriter (apart from the fact that English is not my first language and my grammar is shite), my mind just goes blank when it comes to regimented writing. I guess it’s just my stubborn personality as well, when someone tells me to do something, I do the opposite because I’m a bad ass like that.

I’ve decided in the next coming blog posts, I won’t worry too much about SEO and just write the verbal diarrhea that’s about to come my way. You won’t gain any travel tips, do’s and don’ts, or top five things to do in XXX in this website because from now on, I’ll just talk senseless and bore you to death until you realize that you’re just wasting your precious time and go on to the next website that’ll give you a better insight about traveling the world. Who’s got time to listen to my whining anyway?

Anyway, I think I might have set that plan before for my blog but didn’t really happen because in hindsight, I still wanted my website to rank first on google. Well guess what? I won’t rank first on google if I’m not writing anyway. So instead of wasting my money paying for the annual fee of this website to be live online, let’s forget about ranking and just write for the sake of writing. Because who knows, a publisher might discover my extraordinary mundane life through this site and turn it into a book or a Hollywood movie where Blake Lively will play myself because the resemblance is uncanny.

So I might lose readers and followers with this change and to them, I bid “Bye Felicia” but for those of you who decide to stay – you’re probably bored out of your wits as well and you definitely need a hobby. Try knitting.

So anyway, I’ve just come back from our fabulous 2-week California roadtrip so now, the Greek Mister and myself are living on stale bread and water because we’ve spent all our money during our holiday and have nothing left. It was so worth it though, memories like that are priceless (even if it costs so much to make).

We took a United Airlines flight out of Heathrow and embarked on an 11-hr journey to Los Angeles. Food served on the flight was inedible. If you want to lose weight, you should probably look for the people who prepared the food on the flight because you sure won’t be able to eat it. The seats, on the other hand, were spacious (surprisingly) so the Greek Mister didn’t have that much of a hard time squeezing himself (all 6ft of him) in the economy class seat. I couldn’t sleep the entire flight though, not UA’s fault but I can’t really sleep in flights in general (unless I’m on business class which only ever happens when I’m on a business trip tee hee).

On top of that, we had to wait for my sister and nephew to arrive at the airport 4 hours after our flight landed. So that’s 11 hours of flying time, 4 hours waiting and an 8-hour time difference. I’m surprised we survived that day with no bloodshed.

We didn’t really think that through, it was only when my Aunt who was adopting us during our stay in LA told us to go to her house and she’ll pick up my sister and nephew instead did I realize that that option was possible and would have been a better plan. It was too late though because when my Aunt proposed it, my sister and nephew were about to arrive in an hour.

To kill time, we went to a nearby supermarket to buy some toiletries (because it’s cheaper in the US than here in the UK lol) and had some coffee to wake us up. When they finally arrived, my nephew ran towards The Greek Mister first instead of me! That brat! I’m the blood relative!

We had our first taste of the LA traffic getting out of the airport and then we were introduced to LA’s maniacal drivers in their freeways. I felt like all the drivers were on crack or something, it stressed me out. Then my sister suddenly had motion-sickness which isn’t the best thing to happen because we still have a whole week of driving around and she already got motion-sickness during the first hour of our holiday. Lol. And knowing her, she’s usually cranky when she’s feeling dizzy (who isn’t?) and I don’t want this holiday to be fuelled by two women whose crankiness level are on par with each other (ok, maybe I’m a wee bit crankier).

Thankfully though, we all felt better as soon as we reached my Aunt’s fabulous house and all had a shower, proper food (Filipino feast no less) and proper sleep. The next day, we’ll explore LA which I’m not the biggest fan of based on my previous visit. I doubt that this second visit will change my mind, what do you reckon?