I said I would talk about it, so I will.
But I think I have my definition wrong.
You see, what got me thinking this way was traveling for five hours on B.C. Ferries. Two and a half hours each way. What did I do? Well, I had something to eat (always an exciting risk when traveling the ferries, as one never knows what one is likely to get), I read a bit, and I strolled about the deck, taking in the sights, and checking out my co-confined traveling companions.
The main thing I noticed while on my travels was the incredible amount of portable technology being used by my fellow passengers. I saw at least seven laptops in use, be it for movies, games, or god forbid, one guy was actually doing work. There were also about twelve kids with PSPs, watching movies or gaming, and there were countless iPods and other mp3 players about. And at the end of my stroll, what did I have to go back to?
Now, don't get me wrong. I love books. But I left my current read at home, as it is not my book ( I don't travel with other peoples books - I don't want to risk damaging them.) so I had to make do with what I bought from the Gift Shop. But after seeing all the nifty things others were doing to while away the time, I felt kind of let down by my book.
Hell, it would have been better at that moment if it was an e-book, or a mp3 file of the audiobook, or just something other than a lump of paper in my hand. Just sitting there, taunting me with its flaccid, floppy pages.
I guess it comes down to envy, really. I want the shiny, blinky toys like those other people have. I feel let down by my own lack of technology. Or at least disappointed in what's there.