The day I took my iPhone for a swim…

Friends on facebook know (at least part of) this story, but I figured if I could share my complete idiocy with anyone, it’s my readership.

Back when our friend Jim came to visit us last month, among other places, we decided to drag him to Palawan Beach on Sentosa.  After all, it is the Southernmost Point in Continental Asia, and that’s a pretty cool tourist destination.

There’s a sign, and if it says it on a sign, it must be true

This was all well and good.  Palawan is a beautiful beach, and it’s a very different side of Singapore than Chinatown or Orchard Road.  It’s  family friendly with stores that sell everything from floaties to sunscreen, and a children’s waterplay area separate from the beach/sand area.  There’s food of every stripe, including an ice cream parlor.

However, this particular trip was full of personal fail.

FAIL #1–Jim asks if I want to put on sunscreen.  I wave him off as it’s been over a year since I’ve gotten burned in Singapore, and that includes several beach trips.  Guess who ended up seriously sunburned?  Yup, that would be me.

FAIL #2–the whole phone incident.

It is important to note that I am a recent convert to board shorts.  While I am not a terribly modest person in many respects, I am less than comfortable with wandering around in a swimsuit.  Board shorts are a far more comfortable alternative for me.  Wearing them also means I can just start my day out in them and don’t need to change clothes once at a beach/waterpark.

Board shorts have pockets.  This is key.

At various points on the drive to Palawan I had my phone out to double and triple check the route.  Most tax drivers have trouble finding it, and we go rarely enough that while I’m 80% sure of the route, I like to keep an eye on google maps.

Once the taxi pulled up to the beach, I slipped the phone into my pocket (POCKET) while we were unloading the taxi and paying the driver.  We wander along the beach, took our obligatory tourist picture next to the sign and then found our pocket of beach.  I carefully removed my watch and my glasses and went into the water.

Guess what I forgot to take out.

My iPhone.

My beautiful unlocked, can be used with a local sim anywhere in the world, has all my new numbers that aren’t anywhere else…iPhone.

I did not figure any of this out however, until we were all done for the day and decamping over to the water play area.  I put on my glasses and watch, and began searching the bag for my phone.  Ravi’s phone was there.  Jim’s phone was there.  Ebeth’s phone was there.  My phone….was….not.  Initially I wondered if it had been stolen, but as I replayed the day it became clear what had actually happened (and seriously, what smart phone thief would steal one iPhone but leave three others, including another iPhone alone?).  I had gone for a swim with a very expensive phone in my pocket…and it was now food for the fishes.

Scene of the stupidity

I am very lucky that my loving husband was able to replace my phone after a few weeks with a reconditioned model of the phone I lost.  That he’d broken HIS phone two days earlier spared me the lecture I might have otherwise gotten, all things considered.

That I managed to break Jim’s camera later that day just put the cherry on top of our week of very expensive accidental destruction.  Thankfully the curse seems to have been lifted.

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6 Responses to The day I took my iPhone for a swim…

  1. bookjunkie says:

    oh dear…..but if it’s any consolation that sure made for an interesting story 🙂

  2. Dawn says:

    Pregnancy makes us forgetful and clumsy. I’ve recently put several expensive dents in my (fairly new!) car – all parking mishaps (not seeing what was around me as I was trying to get in/out of tight spaces), and dropped and broke several items – none of which, thankfully, was either alive or particularly expensive. Good husbands just understand our condition and deal with the consequences, sympathizing with how miserable we are on top of the inconveniences.

    • Crystal says:

      I’m pretty forgetful, so I don’t know if it’s fair to blame pregnancy brain, but I will in this case anyways 🙂

  3. Jim says:

    For the record, the camera really wasn’t that big of a deal: thanks to Challenger being open 24 hours, I was able to replace it that very same night.

    Having said that, I can’t help but notice that all of the destruction happened while I was there. Maybe I picked up some bad juju on the airplane. 🙂

    • Crystal says:

      At this point your camera is more like the capstone of the week of disaster…or perhaps proof that bad things do come in threes?

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