On today's journey back to Chicago alone, I managed to confirm that the Bears were playing Monday Night Football (meaning Lake Shore Drive was a safe route to take) and circumvented a likely half hour traffic jam. While other drivers were joining the virtual parking lot on the Dan Ryan, thanks to the general public's ineptitude for merging, I exited to I-94 local and swept right past.
Google Maps saves sanity. I would think that owners of a shiny new iPhone are envious of my outdated Android OS and it's functional mapping capabilities. Did you see that Google Maps now gives you underwater mapping for various reefs? I digress.
On an average day, I walk down the street tracking buses, determining if the 156 is coming soon or if it's worth walking two more blocks to get on a 22.
When I'm waiting in line at Starbucks, I can check my Gold Card balance (awarded to people who give Starbucks too much money) and even re-up my funds before I reach the register.
Instead of lugging around a 500-page book every day for my commute, it's simply stored in my 4.77 ounce handset. Honestly, this blog wouldn't be executed as planned without the constant companion of my phone's camera. Sometimes I wonder if I should nix the idea of a dSLR, just because I'm now so accustomed to the convenience factor of wandering anywhere with merely a phone in my pocket.
It's amazing how wrapped up my life (and many others') is in this technology that I couldn't even conceived of ten years ago. Amazing, yet a little frightening. At least I always have those once or twice a year breaks, thanks to international travel without an international phone plan.
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