With the risk of sounding like a grumpy old man – “when I was a young lad…”
….We didn’t have Mr Google at our disposal when we wanted to know something, or complete our homework. We honed in on our innate desire to want to learn more, to know more, to strive and to grow. After all, that’s how we got here. If our ancestor’s didn’t learn through trial and error, you wouldn’t be sitting here right now, checking out that pretty girls side-boob. Or that gorgeous guy’s hunky forearms.
You filthy specimen, you.
Back in the day, if I ever fancied a lass and she gave me her number (be under no illusions, this was rare – women scared the living shit out of me as a young’n) I would pace the floor before calling, praying that I’d sound like Barry White and that she’d be all giddy with my advances and light teasing. Then Facebook was invented. Facey B has been a Godsend to me in the lurrrrrv department, but I prefer the pain before the prize – I’m old school. You say grumpy, I say romantic.
By the end of the school summer holidays I would have a tan that would make most girls in a Liverpool nightclub jealous. I’d literally be outside every second, getting up to mischief, playing football, looking for adventure and breathing in the beautiful air of mother earth. My little brother’s summer school holiday’s are not the same. You’re lucky to get him outside and off the Nintendo Wii – this saddens me. I fear that our future generations will be more stupid (you’re a douche-face/your Mam is hot – come on people, the your/you’re thing is not hard, why do you do this to me!?)
I feel they will be less hungry than the generations before and that they are being smothered.
Hold on a minute, Mr Man Vs Middleton. Don’t you make money via the internet? Doesn’t it pay for you to travel the world? Haven’t you had wonderful, random, skipping-in-daisy-fields romances because of the internet. GOD, your (tehe) like, soooooo ungrateful.
Woaaah, Nelly. Indeed I do and indeed I have. As an invention and business perspective – the internet amazes me and yes, I make my bread and butter online and it’s my personal opinion that the scope to earn online is absolutely colossal. There’s no ceiling in this game and I’m extremely indebted to the world wide web. However…
…I kind of feel that it takes away one of our greatest and most under rated gifts: our imagination! Because of the incredible digital inventions at our disposal, there’s an awful lot of noise and I feel that we (myself included) find it a little harder to tap into our creative minds, as everything is on a plate for us.
*Checks ‘football gossip’ on BBC Football and totally contradicts everything he’s just said*
So what’s the point?
I’m flying to Burma tomorrow, and I’m going old school!
For my 28 day in Burma I am going to completely unplug myself from the digital world. Ironically, the internet is supposed to be awful there anyway, but if you were to get stuck – you’d sit through the painful dial-up, right? Surely, you’d take a Lonely Planet to one of the least visited countries in South East Asia?
I’m going to be straight with you – I’ve downloaded the Lonely Planet guide already and briefly skimmed through it, but that’s the last time I will. You’re just going to have to trust me on that – the only Burma book I’ll be reading on my Kindle is ‘The River of Lost Footsteps.’ The inspiration for this challenge came from this post over at ‘too many adapters’ and I think this will be a great test of my travelling skills (and patience).
I’m looking forward to checking out Burma through the eyes of my fellow countrymen, Rudyard Kipling and George Orwell. Burma is on my “places to see before you kick the bucket” list and I want to make sure I breathe in every minute if it. Maybe I’ll pick up one of my old hobbies and write my own poem
This is Burma, and it will be quite unlike any land you know about.
So the challenge is: To not use any digital device (other than my fictional book) whilst travelling around the challenging (yet devastatingly endearing) country of Burma/Myanmar…
…When I return I hope to click online to find out that Christiano Ronaldo has signed for Newcastle, world peace has been found and that Andrea Corr publicly reveals all about her fetish for bald men who travel, drink tea and watch ‘Game of Thrones.’
I want to live and breath in every fibre of this country and in the words of Steven Tyler; “and I doooooon’t wanna miss a thiiiing.” I’ve had it WAY too easy in Thialand and Malaysia. Abundance of cheap and delicious street food. Taxis/tuk-tuks whenever I want. An English-speaking expat community. The cries of “handsome man” when I walk into a bar (God bless those lady boys). I want a bit of chaos in my life! And I’ve got the feeling that as of Sunday I’m going to get some….
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