

We’ve used the 11 inch MacBook Air for about 3 months it’s crossed oceans, circled sub-continents, and is now spending two months in one of the world’s largest deserts. Nonetheless, with one fell swoop, we became new owners of what seems a marvel of engineering.

It looked like a normal Mac and felt just as solid, but when we closed it, ‘Wow, that’s small, too small perhaps’. In Canada, we braved the sub-zero temps to get our frost-bitten fingers on the impossibly cool 11 inches MacBook Air. And with that, the hunt was on for a new ultra-portable laptop. As I calculated my pack-weight and estimated the carrying capacity of my Bactrian camel, I realized my reliable workhorse (the laptop, not the camel) would have to make way for the lighter foe. I’ve been okay with this until the Gobi Expedition. My laptop is by far the heaviest item in my pack.

If you need anything, it’s just back there, over your shoulder. There’s something very ‘ Alexander Supertramp‘ about having all of your belongings in a 30L pack and being able to carry it comfortably for many hours on end. Apart from the added flexibility, it affords an odd sense of independence.
