Running out of Internet

Due to a slight mis-calculation on the amount of Internet I use monthly, I ran out of data for my data bundle. 

Yes, I know everyone says get ASDL or uncapped or whatever but none of those options are mobile. I want my Internet fast and I want it now, not after I find a hotspot, work out the password, wait twenty years for a video to download. 

I want to whip my device out, press a button and have streaming Internet, video and music at speeds that are as close to instant as possible. 

Anyway, that is not what this post is really about. I thought I would discuss my thoughts on not having instant Internet for a week, in fact not having Internet anywhere but at my desk at the office. 

It was yucky. It was boring. It was not how I enjoy my life. 

Now don't go thinking I am an Internet junkie that can't go without his fix for more than a few hours. I am not or at least I do not believe I am. 

What bugged me was not the inability to access my Facebook, Google or e-mail. I could, at the office. 

It was the other things, the weather update, the traffic apps, my news headline feeds. 

Oh but you say we used to get those before the Internet, we watched the weather on the TV we listened to the news headlines on the radio. 

Yes we did. 

I don't watch TV anymore. 

I don't listen to the radio anymore. 

I am no longer forced to follow and listen to what others think I should be made aware of, I am now free to choose. 

It is that freedom that the Internet and more specifically, mobile Internet has given me that I missed when unplugged. 

It is true that I don't have much Internet when I am vacationing in the Kruger Park, but I get the very basics, the background updates to keep me informed on routes, weather, news etc. 

That's all I want, to be plugged in, to be a part of the greater collective. 

a continuation of a comment from Facebook

I am never fake on the Internet. My main reason for posting my life on the Internet is to share myself and my interests with like minded people, or what I hear some people call, friends. 

I sometimes do odd or weird stuff, or stuff that may seem weird to others and I use the Internet to explain myself to you and truth be told, to myself sometimes. 

I used to create a lot of holiday videos for YouTube to try and show the world why I love the places I love. If you have had a chance to watch any of them http://www.youtube.com/themyst1971 you will notice I talk a lot and at the same time a lot of the video is of the drive to the holiday destination showing the landscape of this beautiful country and how it changes or the scenery activities in the area and very little me me actually doing. 

Facebook, and I suppose this blog, is a place for me to share myself with others without tying them down during their busy time. I mean, who really has the time to spend hours listening to me talk about what I think of the latest Harry Potter movie or my favorite new game/TV show/hobby. 

There are things I want to share with my friends, like my lack of a love interest etc but would be too embarrassed to raise the subject around the water cooler at the office. Facebook is perfect for it. My friends are my friends and just because they are also my work colleagues or manager makes them no less a friend, just a little harder to raise certain subjects with in certain environments.

I left Facebook for awhile because I did not know or care about most the friends I was sharing with. Now I only friend my friends and those I want to share my Real Life time with. If you are on my friends list, you are invited to visit me anytime at my home or even at my place of work. 

So obviously, if I want you in my real life, I am only going to share my real self here even though the part I share here may not nessary be the part you know of me. I hope in some small way, you may find an interesting post once in awhile, or read something you may not have known. If nothing else, I hope that I may inspire you to visit a new location you have never visited before, to fall in love with this country all over again. 

not The Beginning but a beginning

Over the years I have had many outlets for my writing. A Live journal account and before that a static web page. After that, Facebook and Google plus and in between the odd blog. Some of these outlets have lasted years. My live journal lasted over 10 years before I lost interest in its style as an outlet for my writing, as sad as it is.

.... and so here I am, once again starting another outlet. Will this one last? Of course not, nothing lasts forever and we all know googles love of sun-setting its apps.  So maybe this will outlast googles love of blogger or maybe google will beat me this time. It is an unknown but join me on this journey as we try to find out.

As this is my first post, perhaps a little about myself.
I am single.
Male.
Forty Three years old.
I am currently considered a semi decent computer programmer.
I love to travel but only to some places.
I love the African bush but from a luxury chalet not a rustic tent.

Things are changing in my life. The company I work for is currently undergoing a morph into something new, different. It has to. 

I am tired of being alone in everything I do. I still enjoy it but not all the time, always. 

Half my family have moved to Australia, the other half are getting married and having children. 

South Africa is not improving and our current government is not showing signs that it cares for its people.

Things are changing. Change is a nessesity. Change is a must. Change is happening all around me and I must embrace it and change, I must morph myself.

I just am not sure what I want to morph into.

Not yet.