I'm part of a wandering tribe of technology activists and wonks who spend our lives shuffling from one conference or treaty organization meeting to the next, and
I require connectivity as much as I require food, shelter and
a sink to rinse my socks in.
But after checking into my umpteenth Geneva-or was
it Brussels?-hotel, where
I was expected to spend
more than 50 bucks a day
for Wi-Fi access, I knew there had to be a better way.