This past weekend some friends of mine kidnapped me from my safe New York City lifestyle. We made our way up the Hudson river, taking the route that was heavily congested. Camping. Me who spends most of the waking day in-front of a box, with a keypad and mouse making sure other people can seamlessly do the same, let my inner caveman out. Camping is not anything new, nor is it for me, but something about this trip has opened a new beast inside me. Maybe its just the fresh air, the volcanic ash spitting out of the fire, or just the smells - burning wood, morning dew, stinking garbage, decomposing brush, food cooked over an open fire or just that forest blend that doesn’t blow down to the busy streets of NYC.
As I sat back our first night sipping on a beer and watching the flames of the fire dance, it occurred to me that it has been a long time since I wasn’t surronded by electricity or battery operated devices. Besides the car radio that we used as our jukebox and the flashlights that helped us find our sleeping bags and a nice tree for a midnight stroll, I found myself unwired and unwirelessed. Simulated into the 21st century technologists I thrive on our wonderful world of electronics. Right now besides the computer that i’m typing on, my iPod which i’m listing to or the five lights that are turned on in my studio apartment, I have the DVR which is quietly recording today’s 4400. This is the life of the 21st century and not only in the USA but all over the world. When I was down in Ecuador, everyone used the same electronics that made life a lot easier. They didn’t go over board like the consumer informed North Americans, but they aren’t sitting in-front of a fire on a $9.99 chair which they purchased from Target. (more…)
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