by D.L. Cohen
Traveling with a smartphone is a godsend. Anyone will tell you that. It has pictures, it has maps, it has directions, it can tell you what to see, where to stay, what to eat. Time for bed. Call your mother. It contains anything and everything anyone could possibly want to know about where I am, Costa Rica, or anywhere, or anything. My phone has been indispensable during my trip. What would I do without it? I'd have to do what everyone used to do. Carry around a guide book and a language translation book and a camera. Write down notes and reminders on a little notepad. Hump it all around in a manpurse. But thanks to Steve Jobs et al, now all those things fit comfortably into my pocket. I appreciate that. I really do. The smartphone's abilities are so all-encompassing that you begin to doubt yourself. Any failure is your fault. There's an app for that. It's in there, you're just too technically illiterate to find it. You can't even conceive that it's there.
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