Thinkpad (almost) on a roof. I should have had it play some fiddle music. During this rural Internet installation it got bumped and the clit fell off, but I was able to find it, with the help of my technician.
I'm not completely satisfied with this setup, but there was snow on the roof and I wasn't going to risk my life for someone's Netflix. The old system broke down on Saturday, I was there on Sunday, without my technician. And the children there have school holidays, so thanks to my hard work they won't have to spend time trying to find out where their public library is. We'll move that terminal to a proper place when everything thaws a bit.
Important events, like running a fibre connection to the middle of nowhere, are here, in Eastern Poland, usually blessed by a priest sprinkling holy water. I don't think any priest will come here, but Vuko blessed our future source of cat pictures and porn in his own way.
Anyway, this looks awfully a lot like socialism. A one kilometre stretch of fibre for just two houses? Makes no sense commercially. Europe is crazy.
Driving on rural roads to set up Internet connections can lead to communication equipment failure. Nothing would beat the broadband capacity of this station wagon if it was full of magnetic tape, but pings really suck now.
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#silentsunday late night network equipment in the middle of nowhere.
Only the sound of the fans in the cabinet, acorns dropping in the ground all around me and the occasional owl hoot.
Never in my life did I expect to pick grapes from a pine tree, but life is strange. The vines growing on the walls of our neighbour's old wooden house decided to expand and colonize a large pine growing nearby. One of the perks of being a rural broadband provider is having ladders. Lots of ladders (well, one, but with three detachable segments). We made some 7 litres of grape juice from what we gathered, this is less than a fifth of what is still growing. We need small bottles. Lots of small bottles.