The Wandering Salesman

For many people, starting a blog can be a little terrifying. Thankfully, I’m not new to the world of WordPress.

When I sent a link to this blog to one of my best friends in London to see what she thought, she said…

“I question the swearing and the racist, misogynist comments – despite the 17-rating warning. I know you so I know what you’re like (!) but I wonder if it would prevent you becoming mainstream, especially, in what I assume is the business market, and whether it would limit your ad opportunities…”

Firstly, I had to look up what the word “mysogynist” meant. Nope, if you knew me, that’s not me. Racism – hardly. I’m half Asian. Swearing. Most definitely.

And I’m hardly writing the blog to find a way to pay for my kids school fees.

Truthfully – I’m writing it because I am passionate about travel, about airlines, about loyalty marketing. I know. I need to get out more. But that’s just me. Mainstream appeal doesn’t interest me. Finding and appealing to a niche is the issue.

BIO

Forties something self-employed telecoms and technology consultant. Lives in Singapore. Born in Melbourne. Follows Aussie Rules. And has spent more time than what’s normal inside aeroplanes, hotels and airports.

Still love to travel. Except with the kids. (Kidding, sort of).

I decided to set up this blog to recount some of the funny stuff that has happened to me while travelling. And because I am sick and tired of all the political correctness on all the travel websites I read.

I’m into frequent flier programs, hotel programs and loyalty programs in general. But couldn’t give a rats toss about rental car companies.

I hang out on sites such as FlyerTalk. And my favourite airline at present is Emirates. I’ve done more than a million miles BIS on UA and QF.

You might wonder why I don’t fly SQ given that I live in Singapore. I used to. But not anymore. Stingy bastards when it comes to their loyalty program if you ask me. Perfect for long-haul if you’re sitting in the middle though.

So there we are. Welcome to The Wandering Salesman. Hopefully, you’ll participate.

And why the name?

Well, when I worked for a big telco, I was at a sales bash in Bermuda. The team I was on won an award. Anyway, as they were presenting it, the big boss read out my name and then said “I have no idea what he does or where he is half the time. All I know is that I just pay his expenses…”