Why? Traveloguing is not an exercise in writing as much as it is capturing moments, collecting momentos and scribbling contact information for people you may likely never see or hear from again. It requires capturing a moment in the moment and not hours later in a seedy internet cafe surrounded by other travelers skyping their friends or uploading facebook quips. Therefore, it requires hard copy: paper, pen or pencil and space to paste, scribble, draw and record.
My logs are not just memories but active participants in the trip. There is the outline for my great novel I wrote while sipping a lassie in Kathmandu, which incidentally will never be published nor will any of the other great novels I have started. Or, the quotations I recorded from all over the globe to pass on to my daughters where they are old enough to ask for great wisdom that I don't possess. Or, something as simple as a customs stamp from the Ukraine only two weeks after declaring independence which comprised the old USSR stamp with hand scribbling over it.
These are memories that have no meaning in a digital world but have so much flavour when viewed in their analogue form. The food stains, maps, torn pages from guidebooks stuffed between the sheaves and restaurant cards in languages I don't even read.

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