The San Francisco Bay area, where my partner John and I live, is a paradoxical place with its breathtaking natural beauty that often goes unappreciated by eyes relentlessly focused on computer screens and other digital devices.
Last year, in planning a major spring vacation, we wanted an option that would connect us a little more to each other and to the environment around us. We wanted to set aside our distracting digital vigilance and realign with natural rhythms.
When planning our travels, we often find enormous value in websites including Gogobot, TripAdvisor, Kayak, and Purple Roofs, but John and I had come to realize that, goal-directed research aside, we had day-to-day Internet issues. We are compulsive readers of email, refreshers of nytimes.com, trackers of IRA funds, scanners of Facebook, and occasional perusers of the odd gossip and smut site.