Do you really need tech to relax and have a good time? I thought I did — until a flip was literally switched for me.
This past summer I booked a trip to a cabin in Cape Cod, MA, for myself and my 3-year-old daughter. We had visited the previous year, and, as a freelance writer, I’d been able to file stories during the day from the porch overlooking a lake as my daughter stayed entertained watching shows on her device. At night, she would snuggle up next to me as I binge-watched a new season of a favorite television series.
To me, it had been the perfect vacation, prime for repeating.
This summer, however, there was a twist: The property had switched to a new Internet service and currently didn’t have any Wi-Fi — and my cell phone only showed one tiny bar.
We were unplugged.
I panicked. In fact, I packed us up and drove 250 miles back to New York City so I could attend a few meetings I had presumed I could have called in for.
As we drove back up to the cabin two days later, it suddenly hit me: I was too dependent on tech.
After all, this was supposed to be vacation. Why had so many of my key memories from the last summer involved my laptop?
So, for the next few days, my daughter and I enjoyed our tech-free life. Yes, I took photos on my phone. But we also splashed in the lake, caught crabs at the beach, and played a silly, giggly game of mini golf. I also returned to my life back in New York feeling stress-free — and determined to learn how to turn off tech once I got back home, too.