Where time stands still, free from technology: a reflection on the Carpathians
I often feel that I was born in the wrong century and belong in a different era. I can hardly keep up with modern times, things are changing so fast. I know, I sound like Brooks from The Shawshank Redemption – but don’t worry, I don’t plan on topping myself (belated spoiler alert: sorry if you haven’t seen it). Oh great, another technophobia-themed rant Regular readers will no doubt be familiar with my posts on technology and its failings and my slavish adherence to Ludditism. I’ve long been a fully-fledged, paid-up member of the club. I don’t want to rant and rave yet again, but I had a few thoughts and reflections as I spent last week hiking and biking in the cool, fresh air of the Carpathians. (in western Ukraine, for my non-local audience) Now, I’m all for innovation and progress but…at what cost? The modern world and its gadgets confound and overwhelm me. And I know that every [good] artist has to change his canvas at some point, but…after a certain point, it al