Tim McCready on the joys — and threats — of constant connection

To me, one of the biggest joys of travel, especially when on board NZ2 to London, is the thought that for 24-odd hours you're not contactable and you are answerable to no one. Dead to the world.

Flying means time to watch back-to-back movies, read a book — maybe do a little work — and try to sleep.

In this hyper-connected era, it is near impossible to disconnect from the internet for even a few hours. The ability to shut off, disconnect, and have guilt-free time to yourself

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