On my first day of my vacation, I lost my phone.

I lost it somewhere on the plane as I was flying down to Atlanta. Still haven’t heard from Delta as to whether they found it.

When you are on vacation, not having access to a phone is a guilty pleasure. You don’t check it every thirty seconds because, well, you don’t have something to check. And pretty soon, you forgot that you ever needed one.

But eventually – at least in my world – I need a phone. I need to connect to clients, to family, to friends, to the world.

And not having a phone becomes a crisis.

I am currently in a crisis, because I still don’t have a phone.

This is no longer a guilty pleasure. Now I am just guilty of being disconnected.

One of the things about vacationing in Mexico is that they make it awfully difficult down there to stay connected. The internet rates are extraordinarily expensive (10 bucks an hour), and the service itself is uneven, which makes it even easier to say to yourself, hey, I am going to stay disconnected.  Read more...