The Joy of Disconnecting

After davening Minchah at the Kosel, I realized I could walk back to Ramat Eshkol and make it in time for Chanukah lighting.

I am not blessed with the greatest sense of direction. My phone’s Google Maps is my security blanket in case I lose my way — which happens often.

Sure enough, after twenty minutes of walking, I realized I had veered far off course. This was not surprising, as I was also listening to a shiur through my earphones. But I was not too concerned; I could just rely on Maps to get me home.

Suddenly, the shiur stopped playing.

I checked my phone and saw that I had completely drained the battery.