I’m strolling along sunny Phuket beach in Thailand remotely from Buffalo, New York. Approximately 8651 true miles away, my holiday experience is mediated via Mapjack.com
I asked friends to come along, by twittering where I was (via URL). @Prissyhan sent me a coconut to drink, but since it was viscerally lacking, I closed the loop by picking up a can of coconut juice for that buttery liquid flavor.
All I’m missing now is the feeling of warm sand and sea water flowing between my toes. Perhaps I should get a wash tub from Walmart…
Aside: “The simulacrum is never that which conceals the truth–it is the truth which conceals that there is none. The simulacrum is true.” – Poster, Mark; Baudrillard, Jean (1988)
