Today, I am thankful for my iPod.
I was stuck at an internet-less Subway sandwich shop/gas station for 1.5 hours, and yet was not in the least bored. I had forgotten to bring my hard-cover borrow from the library, but I DID have my handy-dandy iPod Touch in my purse. Hooray!
I whipped that baby out and proceeded to play Quordy & Angry Birds while listening to a couple chapters on my audiobook ("Ape House" by Sara Gruen, of "Water for Elephants" fame). I then studied my Korean vocab words, then played a couple of Italian language games, and finished up my chilly wait (Really Subway?? AC when it's in the low 50s? Grrr.) by reviewing the "Notes" in my "Notepad." (A telling look into my psyche: the notes are titled "Karaoke songs I like" "States and Capitals Song" and "Thank you notes to be written")
This little iPod may not have a 2-way camera, may not be the latest model, and it may be a little clunky-looking, but it has been without a doubt the most useful hostel find of our time here. I am forever grateful for the forgetfulness and indifference of whichever kind soul decided he/she didn't care enough about the iPod to try and track it down, thus sealing its fate as MINE.
Little iPod, I love you.