Friday the 13th
I woke up at 3am and for the first time in a few days was feeling as though my sickly body was recuperating. The air-conditioner always seems so cold in the morning and I couldn’t find the courage to face the cold air this early in the morning. I stayed under the covers and watched some French flick without subtitles.
I woke up at 3am and for the first time in a few days was feeling as though my sickly body was recuperating. The air-conditioner always seems so cold in the morning and I couldn’t find the courage to face the cold air this early in the morning. I stayed under the covers and watched some French flick without subtitles. It finished around 4:30 at which point I pulled over my laptop and started doing some more preparations for the day.
At breakfast I ran into Hans, who was telling me about the Brazilian restaurant and what a great dinner it was. The whole living in a bubble, between office and hotel is starting to get to me a little - especially since I’m used to a rather free existence on my bicycle. Still – it’s not for long and I think the experience is worth it – even though another 30 Shell employees got kidnapped a few days ago. I guess I try to put myself into situations outside my comfort zone perhaps to remind myself that I’m still alive and haven’t become a mindless zombie.
The servers and rack stood as we left them the night before – the power is still not ready and we can’t test the boxes. I only hope that every component is actually working. I’m not in a hurry to be going to the customs shed again and inhale those lovely diesel aromatics.
We have all the power points installed and are just waiting for the remaining custom made 15Amp cords to power the PDUs. I’ve managed to find some standard cords to test the servers with and begun testing the servers one by one. I’m really interested in finding out if the 2850 will power up after the box it was shipped in was destroyed and water damaged.
My cough is subsiding and is now just an annoying dry reflex which bugs me every now and then. Let’s hope I can start to run on the weekend again – the hotel has a great gym.
Adenekan surprised me today. After I made a comment about his traditional Nigerian clothes (dress down Friday), he went out and bought some for me. I happen to mention that my mother always said I looked good in brown – perhaps to match my brown eyes – and so there he was showing me a length of beautiful brown cloth. I thought it was already made up and I tried to put it on, only to be told that we need a tailor to sew it. I felt pretty silly. For a change it was my chance to be excited about something. I really love these guys – they are so generous, kind and friendly. I’m hoping that some of it will rub off on me.
The driver finally managed to turn up with the slightly modified power cables and we managed to plug in the PDUs. We have connected the console as well as two 1850’s. It was a good sight to see them power up. Biodun was very excited and shook my hand on a number of occasions smiling with enthusiasm. He certainly knows how to express his emotions.
With one large milestone passed, it was time to retire back to the hotel. Long day, 8pm already and I think a beer would do me wonders. At the bar I fired off a text to Fi. We haven’t seen her for over two years. Since she’s been in the UK it’s hard to keep tabs on daily events. At least we’re in the same time zone now. She said that I’m welcome to stay at her place while she’s in Australia for Christmas. I might just take her up on that.