I'm with you. I used to travel in the days when you sent postcards and anxiously went down to get mail addressed to post restante. I'd call home maybe three times a year to say merry Christmas or happy birthday to my Mom.
Even on my last trip, I'd go a month without e-mailing in. I'll bet that guy who is "lost" is fine. He probably met a girl.
It's all a matter of expectations.
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