Upon the realisation that my iPhone is over 3.5 years old now, a couple of days ago it completely malfunctioned and died. It shut down WHILST being connected to the computer and restarted itself to being permanently stuck in the "searching..." for network mode. After a number of manual restarts and taking out and putting back the SIM without any avail, the online forums suggested a full restore when connected to iTunes and if all else fails.. well.. time for a new iPhone! I got home and backed everything up and then set the phone to restore.. 5 times. And every single time was interrupted by a fucking error message that the internet basically had no solution for. I was completely disconnected and it kind of felt like I'd lost an arm.
It's so sad and trivial and a real embarrassing testament to the lowest level of the reliance I have to technology these days. To think that before my iPhone, I was managing perfectly fine (ok, questionable but still) with a flip phone from 2005 and now I have been sucked into the digital age to the point of no return. After a ferocious panic over Facebook messenger (my only source of contact to the outside world for a round total of maybe 3 hours) I realised that I use (and need) my phone for everything BUT an actual phone. GoogleMaps, GoogleTranslate (haha) Instagram, Facebook, Whatsapp.. ohmygod what is this life?!! Slightly disgusted at myself. It came to an all time low yesterday when I had to meet a potential new Spanish tutor at her house after work. I printed off a map and double Google-checked the route before I left AND STILL ended up walking around in circles and then wandering off way way too far in the apparent wrong direction. And I couldn't even call her to let her know I was going to be late. I was so stressed that by the time I asked someone where in the world I actually was, I was already too far away from where I was supposed to be and it was probably too late already to get there. So I walked home in shame and sent a huge apologetic email as soon as I got it... which was about 40 minutes later. Moral of the story, I am a basic technology bitch who cannot function without a working smart phone.
I mean, aside from that, I did kind of enjoyed the disconnect for a while yesterday. Well, while it lasted. I did try to treat it like a digital detox up until my minor meltdown wandering through the residential roads of Coruña. Today I managed to borrow Wei's old iPhone and I YouTube-d how to DIY my way to fitting my nano SIM into a micro SIM phone and pow I have a working iPhone again!! Super grateful that I have a camera for Seville this weekend at least, granted it might not be the best but it saves me having to carry my DSLR around in the supposed sweltering heat. A new phone to be sorted when I'm back so a heads-up and an advance apology for the Instagram overload when I'm properly online again ha!