Wi-Fi in Paris

The Register has more about the network I’m using.

Surfing the net sitting in the street is quite pleasant. We have had unusually high temperatures in the last couple of days. Now, a cooling breeze passes through the long Boulevard.

I’m sitting outside my mum’s flat, next to the RER station. Wixos has this nice free-as-in-beer wireless access.

The Register has more about the network I’m using.

Surfing the net sitting in the street is quite pleasant. We have had unusually high temperatures in the last couple of days. Now, a cooling breeze passes through the long Boulevard. A taxi stops across the street. I hear the driver shouting “Merde, merde!” and see him driving off while the light is still red. A long, white haired guy wearing a suit passes behind me very quietly. I can see he is having a peek at my screen over my shoulder. Guess you don’t see many people using a laptop in the street at two am around here :). What surprises me is seeing busses that take people home from clubs, even at four am. In Luxembourg, you have to spend at least € 10 to get home after one am.

I sometimes think I have genuine communication problems. This morning, I tried to explain to one of mum’s friends why getting a 802.11 access point would not make her connection to the internet faster. I handed the phone back to mum. She told my mum she still didn’t understand. I tried to explain again, but I don’t think she got it.

Later this afternoon, I saw on the server logs one of my customers whose website we host on a subdomain couldn’t log in. I called woof and asked him if he could help her. After they had fixed the problem, the customer told him she was still waiting for us to register her domain name. Which would be perfectly acceptable if she had told us which domain name she wanted us to register. I had sent her an email back in April with all our prices etc. and hadn’t heard from her since. Was my email not clear enough? I don’t know. I’ll call her on Tuesday when I’ll get back to Luxembourg if I’m lucky enough to get a train.

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