It turns out that my boss had an old Treo 600 lying around the house he wasn’t using. And it turns out that it was a T-Mobile Treo 600, not the Verizon crud that the company provides. And since the company upgraded him to a Verizon Treo 700 (which doesn’t work in Europe, much to their chagrin), he was gracious enough to allow me to use this device.
I say gracious. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, I will restrain my comments on it’s appearance to this: I have seen objects that have been dragged down the freeway behind a car that have fewer nicks, dings and blemishes than this Treo 600.
But it works. Well.
I now understand how powerful the PDA|Phone combo can be, and why it’s so addictive.