ICYMI: Can’t find server: Losing Internet lends time to making real-life connections

Columnist Ellie Papadakis shares her adventure without the Internet.

Moving into a new apartment is always hectic, but you know that once you set up your room, get your kitchen organized and hang up your décor, you can relax and sit on your computer until school starts again.

Or not.

Because of some issues with our Internet provider, my roommate and I were without Internet for almost three days after we moved in. Yes, we both have data on our phones, but that isn’t the same as using Wi-Fi. For one, it’s much slower and, secondly, it’s a lot harder to catch up with your Netflix shows on a tiny smartphone.

I should also mention that our TV was working just fine, but I don’t watch a lot of TV as it is. Let’s face it, there are only so many episodes of “Chopped” I can watch in a row.

That said, we did a lot of roommate bonding over those three days, including making up a game that was basically like Pictionary, but with Play-Doh.

The point is, we were pretty lost (and bored) without easy access to our Twitters and Facebooks and Pinterests. There must have been about 20 times in those three days where I opened up my computer out of habit to Google something and then remembered I couldn’t.

I think I forgot just how integral the Internet is to our society and how we use it for everything. Or, at least, it showed me how important the Web is to me and how I use it for everything and anything.

There were, however, a few good things that came out of having no connection for three days:

— I learned how much I don’t like dealing with customer service.

— I realized that being on the other end of a customer service phone call is probably a really hard and terrible thing to have to do.

— I actually got to hang out with my roommate and have real conversations with her.

That last point is a good one to remember. When we finally got our connection up and running, we sat down in the living room, logged on and proceeded to just sit in silence while surfing the web. Eventually, I got tired of looking at the screen, looked at the time and realized my friend and I hadn’t talked for two hours.

“Yeah, but we deserved that time to recuperate,” she said. And while the ridiculousness of our three-day, Internet-less adventure made it easy for me to agree, I also remembered that once we plug in, we get lost in our own little digital world for a long time.

I’m not going to lie: Playing with the Play-Doh was fun (especially because I haven’t done that since I was, like, five) and so was just chilling out in the living room just talking.

If we’re not careful, plugging in for too long can affect real-life relationships with those around us, even if we live with them.

But don’t get me wrong, I’m happy that I can continue catching up with “Mad Men” once again.

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