Wednesday, August 25, 2004
New High Score!
I suspect not many people play Quake on this computer. I am terrible at it: I only narrowly beat the bot on the level just above easiest. There's no way I should be getting high scores, unless my score is the only one...
At least that game was in English.
The reason for this time-wasting is that Dad and I are moping around Bergerac on a rainy day waiting for 4 o'clock when we will meet our contact at MacDonald's. Dad couldn't understand him over the phone and kept asking him to spell "Magdonarrz" even after Jean had said, "You know, ze fast food restaurant." Of course, being France, there is only one MacDonalds in the vicinity and it's not even within the town limits. Even in Perigueux, which is the capital of this region, there were only two MacDonalds, and they were well out of the city centre. I'm not sure why we're not meeting back at the warehouse or here in Bergerac. It's all very cloak-and-dagger.
He wants to photocopy my passport so they can see what sort of visa I have. I don't see how that will help, as it's just a standard entry stamp from getting off the ferry at Calais. It's all a wee bit confusing. He wants to show us the accommodation too, apparently, which I guess means that there is accommodation, which is a good thing. Pity I still don't actually know if I have a job yet...
I was very disappointed with my last book. So I've left it behind in the hotel room for someone to read or use as toilet paper. Unfortunately, that means I'm down to reading Harry Potter for the fourth time (third this trip) or starting my own novel. I think I'll go for the latter. I have a new notebook, which I will mysteriously refer to as Notebook 6. It should be ideal, as it has about 300 pages. That's certainly enough to start.
Speaking of movies not to see, I think Hell Boy is probably top of the list. Unless you go to see it in French, which (I can vouch for this) adds a certain novelty value and relieves the viewer from the trial of actually understanding the idiotic things that are being said. The best bit was a corpse that spoke in an unknown tongue, translated as French subtitles which I could read and actually understood!!! It said, "Go that way, red monkey!" and, "I prefer being dead." Inspiring stuff.
I had dinner for 3,67 euros last night, from the supermarket, which is fantastic value for this country considering I had a nice Tabouleh salad with chicken in it, a large portion of cheese and two big apple pastries. I saved some of the cheese and one pastry for breakfast this morning, so actually, it fed me for two meals, which is SUPER good value. Yesterday was a good day because I found and bought the second shirt I have ever found in my life that fit me!!! It's super cool and cost 31,30 euros, which is about 60NZD. That's just on the expensive side of what I would pay for a shirt back home, and back at the hotel I discovered it was 50% off from 61,30 euros, so I was stoked. Blah blah blah. Not much is happening at the mo, as you can probably tell. I hope to have some real news later with regards the job, so we'll see what happens. I wish the NZ and French governments would agree on what agreements they may or may not have already made. Gah.
At least that game was in English.
The reason for this time-wasting is that Dad and I are moping around Bergerac on a rainy day waiting for 4 o'clock when we will meet our contact at MacDonald's. Dad couldn't understand him over the phone and kept asking him to spell "Magdonarrz" even after Jean had said, "You know, ze fast food restaurant." Of course, being France, there is only one MacDonalds in the vicinity and it's not even within the town limits. Even in Perigueux, which is the capital of this region, there were only two MacDonalds, and they were well out of the city centre. I'm not sure why we're not meeting back at the warehouse or here in Bergerac. It's all very cloak-and-dagger.
He wants to photocopy my passport so they can see what sort of visa I have. I don't see how that will help, as it's just a standard entry stamp from getting off the ferry at Calais. It's all a wee bit confusing. He wants to show us the accommodation too, apparently, which I guess means that there is accommodation, which is a good thing. Pity I still don't actually know if I have a job yet...
I was very disappointed with my last book. So I've left it behind in the hotel room for someone to read or use as toilet paper. Unfortunately, that means I'm down to reading Harry Potter for the fourth time (third this trip) or starting my own novel. I think I'll go for the latter. I have a new notebook, which I will mysteriously refer to as Notebook 6. It should be ideal, as it has about 300 pages. That's certainly enough to start.
Speaking of movies not to see, I think Hell Boy is probably top of the list. Unless you go to see it in French, which (I can vouch for this) adds a certain novelty value and relieves the viewer from the trial of actually understanding the idiotic things that are being said. The best bit was a corpse that spoke in an unknown tongue, translated as French subtitles which I could read and actually understood!!! It said, "Go that way, red monkey!" and, "I prefer being dead." Inspiring stuff.
I had dinner for 3,67 euros last night, from the supermarket, which is fantastic value for this country considering I had a nice Tabouleh salad with chicken in it, a large portion of cheese and two big apple pastries. I saved some of the cheese and one pastry for breakfast this morning, so actually, it fed me for two meals, which is SUPER good value. Yesterday was a good day because I found and bought the second shirt I have ever found in my life that fit me!!! It's super cool and cost 31,30 euros, which is about 60NZD. That's just on the expensive side of what I would pay for a shirt back home, and back at the hotel I discovered it was 50% off from 61,30 euros, so I was stoked. Blah blah blah. Not much is happening at the mo, as you can probably tell. I hope to have some real news later with regards the job, so we'll see what happens. I wish the NZ and French governments would agree on what agreements they may or may not have already made. Gah.
# posted by Doug @ 11:49 
