Digitally Disconnected ... Not!
I'm not as digitally disconnected as I wanted to be during this ten day sojourn "away from things."
Last night, after wandering the dark drizzly streets of Surigao City, I found myself cozied up in ... (why am I not surprised) ... an Internet café!
I was pleased with my choice of Internet café.
The place was quaint and homey, with dimmed lights and a red sofa at the corner. In the background, Bob Marley was blaring out "Buffalo Soldier". One gamer was seated on a big pillow playing GunBound on a computer atop a small wooden platform.
I was welcomed by a young couple around my age - the owners of the café. They spoke to me in their dialect. Though I didn't understand them, I replied: "Internet. May bakante pa?"
They made space for me. The male owner, Ernest (?), had to peel off his 5-yearold pamangkin from one computer. "Customer, 'day. Tagalog. Usap kamo!" he explained to the frowning little girl.
In the middle of "getting away", I find myself checking mail, checking for comments on my blog and (can't ... sssstop ... ssssself ...) replying!
The fact is, I was rarely unconnected during my trip. I had my mobile phone with me and had a cellphone signal more often than I wanted it.
Thus, I've been able to check my e-mail even while travelling amidst the rolling hills of Malaybalay. Not exactly a feat I'm proud of. If I had stopped myself from getting connected -- THAT would have been a feat for me.
Now I'm in a van criss-crossing the mountains to my next destination while mobile blogging.
So much for attempting to be digitally disconnected.
Read: MoBlogging on Blogger.com
Ka Edong online
Typed on Brosia
Sogod to Tacloban
Last night, after wandering the dark drizzly streets of Surigao City, I found myself cozied up in ... (why am I not surprised) ... an Internet café!
I was pleased with my choice of Internet café.
The place was quaint and homey, with dimmed lights and a red sofa at the corner. In the background, Bob Marley was blaring out "Buffalo Soldier". One gamer was seated on a big pillow playing GunBound on a computer atop a small wooden platform.
I was welcomed by a young couple around my age - the owners of the café. They spoke to me in their dialect. Though I didn't understand them, I replied: "Internet. May bakante pa?"
They made space for me. The male owner, Ernest (?), had to peel off his 5-yearold pamangkin from one computer. "Customer, 'day. Tagalog. Usap kamo!" he explained to the frowning little girl.
In the middle of "getting away", I find myself checking mail, checking for comments on my blog and (can't ... sssstop ... ssssself ...) replying!
The fact is, I was rarely unconnected during my trip. I had my mobile phone with me and had a cellphone signal more often than I wanted it.
Thus, I've been able to check my e-mail even while travelling amidst the rolling hills of Malaybalay. Not exactly a feat I'm proud of. If I had stopped myself from getting connected -- THAT would have been a feat for me.
Now I'm in a van criss-crossing the mountains to my next destination while mobile blogging.
So much for attempting to be digitally disconnected.
Read: MoBlogging on Blogger.com
Ka Edong online
Typed on Brosia
Sogod to Tacloban
3 Comments:
At 3:35 am, rL said…
oo nga, wala na talagang makakatakas... pareho rin sa road trip ko from cagayan de oro to iligan two years ago... i was surprised to see an internet cafe in the middle of a rice field.
At 7:24 am, Anonymous said…
hindi tawag dun adik... teka anu bang uri ng trabaho meron ka... prang kung san san ka napapadpad..
ka edong.. pagbuthin mo pa!
Mabohay Ka
At 12:23 am, Edwin "ka edong" said…
rl,
talaga, internet cafe in the middle of a rice field? (maniniwala ba ako sa iyo? wala ka sa lolo ko! heheheh, pisss!). Have you seen barangaywireless.net?
ivory,
adik: yan din ang tawag ng misis ko sa akin.
uri ng trabaho ko? professionally un-employed! mwahahaha! I just graduated last May 1 from AIM-MDM.
Mabohay tayo!
ka edong
quoted from Mr. Kaimo of pldt.com:
"Mabuhay ang Pilipino!
Pero hindi lahat "
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