I am not going to contribute any information about BoardingArea revenue.
Here is a comment I posted on my blog in response to a comment from gpapadop August 2013.
If my [BoardingArea] neighbors get mad I really do not know since very few have ever corresponded with me or comment on my blog.
I am somewhat of an outsider within the ‘in crowd’ of bloggers. Since my focus is not money or credit cards there are few insights other travel bloggers seek from me.
Even outside BoardingArea I was once introduced at TBEX [travel blogger exchange conference] by a friend as the anti-social social media blogger.
My primary motivation for blogging as my career was to be left alone to focus on the aspects of life I enjoy most without the intrusion of physically working around other people who I would rather not be around.
I am often alone, never lonely. My wife, my cats, my family and the outdoors offer a comfortable blanket to wrap myself in.
BoardingArea does not dictate what I do and write.
Banks don’t dictate what I do and write.
Hotel companies don’t dictate what I do and write, even though I do accept some offers for freebie travel. Hey, I like to see new places and meet people.
And touching on controversial subjects in the points and miles blogosphere like political issues, unions, and rants on consumerism and banks has cost me readers periodically, but enough people are sticking around that I keep writing in my true-to-self style.
At TBEX travel blogger conference last year (2012), when I told a blogger that I don’t want to pimp credit cards for banks, his reply was
“Do you like being poor?”
159 posts from VFTW and 198 posts from OMAAT in August!
Loyalty Traveler has 77 posts for August.
I do not live to work, I work to live in the way I like. I have been out whale watching around Monterey Bay twice this past week instead of writing.
I heard excitement in the voices of six-year-olds yesterday as I informed them in first grade they were doing algebra by finding the missing number in a math sentence. Several school kids talked to me about the story I told them last week about eating spaghetti in Rome when I was 14 and why I rarely eat spaghetti since then.
An elderly woman I spoke with yesterday, upon learning that I am going to Norway next week wrote down the name of a town where her father emigrated from in the early 20th century. She said she would love to see photographs of the town. I actually had a hard time finding it on Google maps. I think the town may not exist in this day, but I have a destination to seek out, not too far from Bergen where I will be spending a week. I'd love to show her photographs of where her father came from in Norway.
Next week I will be walking the beaches of Norway and writing about the places, people and little alterations I see between Norway and California.
If you want to learn the real value of Choice Privileges points, check out my blog over the next few weeks.