The technological drama has, in fact, turned around, but I thought I’d first mention a couple of the aspects of my visit that have been quite fine all along.
(1) As I head through the county park that’s the last leg of my favorite walk, the above photo is one of the views I get to see (helped along here by zooming). I worked pretty hard in Kentucky for about two months prior to this trip, getting back to walking. There are such steep climbs here, if I haven’t already gotten my “walking legs” in pretty good shape, it takes most of my visit to work up to my favorite, 1-1/2 mile, walk.
There are a couple of shorter walks I also take which have the advantage of being entirely on pavement. So today, for instance, when it’s been pouring like crazy and the county park segment will be a mud trail, I’ll probably take one of the other routes if it clears enough to walk. The thing is, it’s so beautiful here, every walk in this neighborhood is stunning with breathtaking vistas, lovely scents wafting through the air, and a feeling of being in nature even while on streets lined with houses (many of which you can’t actually see from the road…).
(2) My friends here were just about all made at deep, spiritual workshops and our connections stem from sharing soul-baring experiences, so we relate at such deep levels, it feeds my soul to spend time with them and I’ve had such lovely visits with dear, dear friends.
Back on the weird series of internet/computer problems:
The day after getting wifi access from the neighbor, my hosts were able to get to a place with cell reception and turned the service back on. Two days later I finally took a look at my laptop again and noticed the “on” light shining. Hmm. So I opened it up and tried one more time to start it. This time, instead of coming on for a few seconds and shutting off before loading the OS, it announced that it needed to diagnose and fix itself. Something like 45 minutes later and it had found and fixed a few things and voila, laptop back!
Meanwhile, Thursday evening my new friend/neighbor decided she wanted to do something for Cinqo de Mayo and came over to invite me along. By the time we got to her restaurant pick, Celia’s in San Rafael there was a long wait, no place to sit and it was LOUD. So she had the brilliant idea of going to the bowling alley across the street for a drink.
I had one of the best regular old Margaritas (i.e. not some top shelf version) I’ve had in years, in a quiet bar, where we chatted with the lovely young woman bartender and then meandered back to the restaurant where we were just in time to be the next ones seated. The Mariachi Band came to our area almost immediately, played for about 10 minutes and stopped. For me, just about the right amount of time to have Mariachi playing deafeningly close… By the time our dinner came the place was beginning to wind down so it actually became quiet enough to speak to one another. Kind of perfect. And we noted, the evening would not have happened were it not for the internet snafu that led me to request wifi when she asked if I needed anything…
So the problems all resolved one by one and, besides lessons learned, benefits arose from the trauma and drama. The nice thing for me as all this unfolded was observing myself staying, for the most part, calm. Did I feel angry when I realized the internet was gone and wouldn’t be turned on for a few days? Yes. Did I cry for a few seconds when my laptop wouldn’t work? Yes.
But years ago I’d have been caught up in the angst of those events and lived in the drama for days or weeks. I’d have carped incessantly to anyone with whom I spoke and called for 5 or 10 more people to enroll them in the angst train ride. This time I noted what was happening, started asking what the lesson was, settled into finding alternative things to do and mostly told people the story with a laugh as a funny example of the Universe handing out a lesson.
Even more fun is how easily it all became sorted when I just stayed calm and assumed all would be well…