Have you ever been in one of those situations where you felt like you were the last to experience something, and you only hoped that the experience would be as good as you’d built it up to be? That’s how I’ve felt about wifi in airplanes.
Until today, when I boarded American Airlines flight 823 from Wichita to Dallas only to see the wifi sticker above my seat! Right now I’m about 34000 feet in the air writing a blog post. The connection is smooth, too expensive, and makes me feel like I’m staying in touch instead of disappearing into the sky.
I’m just trying to figure out whether that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
What do you think?