If you own an iPhone (and our stats say that almost 50% of you do) then you know that the one major feature it is missing is a built in turn-by-turn navigation application. For all of you Android users, please enjoy a moment of smugness, as you have an excellent navigation application as part of Google Maps. In either case, many developers have attempted to sell and give away navigation applications for all of the smartphone platforms with varying success. Recently, I have begun to use Waze; which is a free, community-based traffic and navigation application. After living with it every day for a few weeks it appears to be worth an install.
Few things are more polarizing than luxury heavy duty trucks. To create one, a manufacturer has to take one of the most utilitarian vehicles in its lineup and slather it in leather, chrome and heated elements. For 2013, Ford has announced that its Super Duty line of F-Series pickups will be refreshed, and a Platinum trim level will be available for the first time. While the leather and chrome might get the most looks, its the also new for 2013 version of Ford MyTouch that has piqued our interest.
“No paired phones detected!” lamented the driver info display, taking me aback, since I’d never asked it to detect phones, paired or otherwise. The message soon disappeared, then, a few hours later, elbowing aside actual useful information (MPG, fuel range, that kind of thing) the screen flashed the warning that my truck’s engine would shut down in 50 miles—49—48—unless I replenished the diesel exhaust fluid right away. Now, the Ford F-250 I was driving was a diesel, a species I’m not used to, so I consulted the driver’s manual to see what to do. My concerns were founded – I was worried about running low on the stuff en route to a distant purveyor—there being none within a 25-mile radius of my home–and enduring the humiliation of having the truck shut down to idle speed which, apparently, it would do soon after the prescribed 50 miles (46—45) had elapsed….
Iceland is a mysterious place with endless discoveries for literally anybody. To add to the mystique of this island perched precariously on the edge of the world (no, not really, it’s between North America and Europe actually), flying to Iceland is distinctly different from flying to any other country. The clouds over the island seem to cover it like a blanket, making the descent of the aircraft particularly precarious. Upon breaching the cloud cover, the landscape that appears is at once barren and ancient – a stark change from the manicured lawns and large industrial buildings that mark England’s landscape from which I came. The airport, however, must be one of the most modern ones I have ever seen. Elegantly Scandinavian, thoroughly modern and utterly clean. Their advertisements also reflect their way of thinking – simple and effective.