Up all night...

I have to say that I love, love, love having wireless access. It seems a little crazy that on any block almost you can find a Starbucks and check your e-mail. It strikes me as a little sad that today no one (including me) can seem to tolerate being away from a computer for very long.

One of the things I remember about Bali (1999) was that there was this great little Internet café in the middle of a rice field on the outskirts of Ubud. How ironic. I have to admit that it is nice being able to stay in touch no matter where you are—the African desert, New York city, Pt. Townsend, little ocean towns.

I’ve been up most of the night. Can’t sleep. I had some chai to help me stay awake on the last leg of the drive and ended up getting in pretty late. But then maybe it’s because I’m sleeping (or not sleeping as the case may be) at a shabby little Motel 6 in a strage bed.

I think tonight I’m going to camp on the beach. Koya can watch guard.