This morning the resort finally got desperate enough with their WiFi to start asking some of the tourists to do something about it. I was first approached, but I’m more of a software guy, but I had talked to a friend from Britain who works at maintaining IT. And he was able to get things working again.
The Wifi doesn’t reach my room, but the other day I noticed an Ethernet cord sticking out of my wall. I plugged the laptop in, and there was something at the other end, but it was having DHCP troubles, so no internet. Since my British friend had mentioned doing something with DHCP, I gave the cord another try. And I now have internet in my room. Not at the comfort of my desk, but at the comfort of the couch that looks out the big window to the ocean.
It might be more impressive if it wasn’t pitch black right now. And if the couch wasn’t disintegrating and covering me with grey couch dandruff.
It was mostly raining sporadically today, but we still went ahead with the weddings. Two couples were renewing vows. We didn’t have official officers of church or state, but we made do with what we had. In other words, dosed with extra fun.
It was actually very sweet. These people had been together for a long time and wanted to share that with everyone. I’m rather jealous of their happiness.
In the afternoon there was some more games. I think I did well. I popped everyone else’s balloon before they popped mine. The key is to think before someone asks you to blow up a balloon; is it better to be big, or less burst-able? And to not trust the guy who is proposing an alliance, but enjoy watching the person he does ally with get promptly backstabbed.
We also had a gift exchange. Everyone bought an item of a certain genre that they were no longer using, and then you come out of it with something new. It didn’t go that great for me, and I ended up giving my proceeds to my friend. But, in any case, I recycled things I wasn’t using.
After dinner there was karaoke. And then not much else. People are getting tired. I am too, but I can really keep going if I have a conversation to keep my mind active. It’s weird; I’ll be unable to keep my eyes open, but five minutes later I’ll be completely alert because I talked one-on-one with someone. The one-on-one is important, otherwise I’ll let other people do the talking and start falling back to sleep.
I did learn that there is speculation about my history going on. There are parts of my life I don’t want to talk about, and apparently some people are interested. I think that is the same method Apple uses with its products. Don’t talk about it and be the subject of conversation.
Tomorrow we go on an excursion. Should be fun. I don’t have the details here, but since it is for our group, it should be fun.
2012-10-23 3:42