You might have heard lots of successful stories about kids growing up in families in which the parents speak more than one language, those kids mastering 2 languages effortlessly like second nature. To some extend that might even feel like cheating. Well, I can assure you one thing - you won’t see that in this story.
He was 2 years older than me, the boy who lived next door, in this small suburb Laodaokou of Shenyang. Ever since I had memory, we were already playing together.
Among all the activities, arcade games were our favorites. You could find Street Fighter in every arcade. Back in the days in my hometown, arcade was a place that took some balls to get in. Everything was offline, the player you fought against was the guy stood next to you. If you won the game, you were literally costing the money of him, you could only wish the guy had a good temper, which those street fighters normally didn’t acquire.
There was one bridge frequently appeared in my dream, uninvited. Whenever I tried to cross it, I always dropped off it and got myself killed. Sometimes the bridge was cut off in two, people on the other side were cheering me up, and I jumped following the run-up, and I fell and died. Sometimes I walked on the bridge and next step my foot sensed nothing but gravity, and I fell and died.
I was surprised how creative my subconscious was. There were so many ways to get myself killed with the bridge. It was like living inside the movie Final Destination, full of surprise to kill you. It was a constant nightmare.
The bridge was real, you can’t Google it, but local people called it the Sky Bridge.
I like to peek into people’s workflow and tool kit. It can be watching how a person drips a cup of coffee, from grinding the beans to pouring into a pre-heated mug; It can be observing how a chef cooks a dish, from choosing the ingredients to presenting it on the plate; It can also be, exactly what I’m gonna write about - reading a book about how a writer thinks and writes, from mastering basic principles to adjusting the attitudes.
I had a bad day, I’m having bad days. My journal is supposed to be a place for self-realization but instead, nowadays I’m more like dumping my stress, depressions, or even anger there.
With all that, today was different, some “magic” happened.
Here are the specs:
- iPad Pro 9.7 Wifi model: 437g
- Smart Keyboard: 230g
- Smart Cover: 110g
- 3rd Party Cases: 100~300g
And for comparison, here are the laptop specs:
- MacBook Air 11 inch: 1.08kg
- MacBook Air 13 inch: 1.35kg
- MacBook Pro with Retina 13-inch: 1.58kg
- MacBook Pro with Retina 15-inch: 2.04kg
Cited from from Apple official website with latest model. http://www.apple.com/macbook-air/specs.html http://www.apple.com/macbook-pro/specs-retina/
That means iPad Pro 9.7 + Smart Keyboard is 667g, about 62% of lightest MacBook Air 11 inch(1.08kg), 413g lighter.
I considered about Apple’s Smart Keyboard as the first option, I also got the chance to try my friend’s Smart Keyboard, but at that time I felt it’s a bit heavy. Maybe because I was using a iPad mini so when upgraded to iPad Pro 9.7, the tablet itself already felt heavier. I’ve looked for some 3rd party cases but a lot of them weight more than the Smart Keyboard(more than 230g). There are some “light-weight” 100g-ish cases but all feel not attractive…
So I ended up going back to Smart Keyboard. If it’s almost the same weight, a portable and comfortable keyboard could help me in various ways I couldn’t imagine(and it did!), the overall weight of the combination is 437g + 230g = 667g, almost half of MacBook Air 13-inch.
Note that there’s no official data from Apple about the Smart Keyboard, I found it on some blogs, and some says it’s 225g some says 230g.
Some people strike me as mountains - always there when you look upon, no matter how the environment changes.
