The big blue marble seems to get smaller every day.
When we first started traveling out of the country, I would look forward to reading the daily International Herald Tribune, if I could find a copy. Maybe get two-day-old scores.
But a week ago tonight, I watched part of the Jets-Ravens game. At a restaurant in Cusco, Peru.
All of our hotel rooms had satellite television and high-speed wireless internet. I followed developing news stories (Perez, Petit) on Twitter when I did have the laptop on.
I suppose, albeit half-heartedly, that being “connected” is a good thing. But at Machu Picchu, I looked up, saw this woman, and knew where to draw the line.
You are looking at one of the wonders of the world on a spectacularly clear day, and you have to make a phone call????
Maybe the world has gotten too small.