For the first portion of the flight, the wi-fi did not appear to be working. I was okay with that. Every time I’d try to open the browser, nothing would load even though it said I was connected. As a tech blogger, I knew if I put a little effort into it, I could resolve the issue, but instead, I opted to read a book.

Books are good, but they’re not better than the internet. Still, I should read more books. Reading transitioned into napping as it usually does, and when I awoke, wi-fi, my beautiful temptress, emerged from the abyss. That’s right folks, the Gogo In Flight wireless service on Delta Flight 495 from John F. Kennedy to Portland International Airport is working! For a mere nine dollars and ninety-five cents, I was able to explore parts of the internet (not streaming video allowed!) for the remainder of my flight.

Should high-speed internet be free because it’s a human right? Yes.

Would I pay $10 to get on an airplane? Also, yes.

Settling into the comfort of my laptop—light of my life, fire of my loins, etc.—I addressed some Twitter beef I found myself embroiled in right before take off. A girl was mad because I made fun of a line in an article she wrote in one of my tweets. I subtweeted her initially because I have respect, but look, it’s online. Fights are going to happen. We’re going to be petty. I really don’t care.


This wi-fi has proved to be pretty good. My next subtweet sent seamlessly. My Slack messages to fellow Gizmodo night editor Hudson Hongo sent across the universe as if I was in the comfort of my own home. Except I’m in a big bus that’s currently floating across the United States.

Tech is wild, when you really think about it.