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Okay, so stay with me here. This is the first time I've had Internet access for a few days (despite being taunted by it in Heathrow airport. Curse you T-Mobile!). Normally I'm not one to start breaking down when I'm without the information super highway for more than 10mins. But I'm also normally not having adventures on the other side of the world to most of the people I care about, and normally I'm able to understand what's going on around me pretty easily.

Having access is actually a pretty big relief. It makes me feel a lot less out of my depth. And it's great for keeping in touch with home. Sure, there's the phone, but using it's a big deal - you've got to time it just right so the person on the other end isn't alseep or at work, you're always thinking of how much longer you've got left to talk, all that sort of stuff.

But the Internet means I can "touch home" in a much more casual way. I can email about the most meaningless things, and know that friends will email me about their meaningless things. I just caught up with all the work blogs, which gives me some idea of what everyone's been talking about lately. I can even look up the local news if I want.

So yeah, I'm glad I'm back on the web.