This weekend I took a trip to the Vineyard with my longtime girlfriend and something similar happened. We were on the remote part of the island, so I couldn't get data, and the wifi was so weak I would pretty much have to be sitting on top of it to get any sort of connection. It was horrible.
The trip itself was awesome, beaches, shopping... the works; never a dull moment. Still something felt like it was missing without any sort of E-connection to the outside world. I would carry my iPhone with me everywhere I went with vain hopes of getting some sort of a bar or two so I could access the Internet. Occasionally I would get a bar, raising my hopes. Maybe I could get an e-mail, check facebook for a bit or even send a picture via flickr. But no.
Even on the beach, while watching the clouds drift my mind would be drifting with them, wondering what was going on in the world of Twitter. Did one of my tweets get retweeted? Could I be a Twitter superstar and not even know it? Not to mention I lost a few foursquare mayorships.
It's sad I know, however it raises an interesting discussion about the nature of being plugged in.
Am I alienated or connected?
Here is a picture of a cat with a watermellon... on a beach:
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