Somewhere over there on the Hampton Inn’s table is my WAP – Wireless Access Point. It’s connected to the hotel’s wired service and I’m connected to it, in turn, by RF, a wireless Radio Frequency signal. The WAP has a firewall – it lets me out to the Internet but keeps baddies on the Internet from getting in.
My SSID is a type of rare fruit, broadcast is turned off, and the WPA2 passphrase is a complete sentence, including punctuation and proper capitalization, from one of Thich Nhat Hanh’s books. Ain’t nobody guessin’ all that!
I’m “snug as a bug in a rug.”
(Wish I could be that sure of the bed bugs in this joint.)