Props to the Travel Writers

I've been really bad at writing lately, and for the longest time I've wondered why it is so difficult for me sometimes. My life is full of ample material, more so than probably ever before; why can't I just put it down on paper? I envy those travel writers in magazines and online everywhere who take a weekend trip to the Mediterranean and manage to express a full length article from it. I spent a total of six weeks sailing in the Antarctic region and a month traveling Southern Africa, with hardly more than one little blip written down. However, after having a think about it, the conclusion I've come to is perhaps my life is a little too busy and therefore it takes me longer to process experiences into remotely readable words. And I never allow myself enough time to thoroughly write.  I've discovered it takes about a month after an experience or place before it starts turning into words. I suppose I prefer removing myself some distance so the thing becomes simple enough in my mind to relate.