Mediterranean Wellness at sea

Irony: the coma of my iPhone.

Life us just like this. I was in a lovely port, sipping my coffee and had just started my blog post about the surprising freedom that comes from imposed inconvenience.

In other words, here?, the grocery stores?, they close at 1:00 and don't reopen until 5:00!! We have gotten nailed by this little cultural oddity 3 times now. In each case we did something cool: took a nap (1), went for a walk (2), had a little coffee in a lovely port (3).

So, there I was typing on my iPhone, blogging about how much freedom comes from this kind of enforced inconvenience. Felling good about it all.

I didn't get quite done w the post, but had to get back to the boat with our crew mates. I was just going to finish up back there.

However, sometimes the Universe says, "be careful what you ask for because you just might get it!"

I was driving the rather tiny, and so was sitting on the back corner of the thing. When we got to the boat and offloaded, at the very moment that the last person (besides me) stepped down on the front of the dingy, then on to the boat, it popped the front into the air, and made me flip head over heels backward, into the drink — iPhone in my pocket.

There were some colorful words uttered and sputtered as I clambered back on board, and we quickly discovered that the iPhone was, at the very least, in a deep coma after its dunking.

So, with my article on the wonderfulness of forced inconvenience still half-way written on my phone, I was oh so inconveniently deprived of my iPhone, email, and blah blah blah.

(btw, iPhone coma update … It is still in it's coma, but responds when I plug it in and turn it on … It's got total amnesia, and every every every thing on it has been erased. It doesn't even know me anymore!! Sniff.)

How inconvenient!!

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