No amount of money that I donated to a non-profit was going to do anything more than- possibly - provide a bowl of rice somewhere, which is a lot like sticking a Band-Aid on an amputation. What people needed more than anything were opportunities.
The good news? I achieved my goal and stayed offline for the entire time I was on Indian soil. The better news? The benefits of unplugging from the Internet for the first time in almost five years were greater than I could've ever imagined.
For the traveler, every act of uploading data from the road is an act of performance. The traveler, by virtue of their circumstances, is unconsciously placed on a kind of social stage for the people they've left behind.
In the six or so months I have now been travel blogging professionally -- in other words, earning 100% of my income from blogging-related activities -- I have been accused of having a "dream job" more times than I can count. But is travel blogging really a dream job?