In China two years ago sans laptop, iPad or internet-ready device, I was in a quandary.
Call me ignorant but the People's Republic inexplicably had no internet cafes.
I'd banked on such cafes peppering every corner in Shanghai but couldn't have been more wrong. I'd promised the kids frequent updates and photos via email, yet for the first four days we remained incommunicado.
I was in the unfamiliar position of travelling without web access. Despite mixing it with 24 million people who collectively moved like a gigantic assembly line, I felt isolated.
That's what happens when you spend most of your working life hooked into the internet.