TPG was supposed to come back today. As of end of day yesterday, we had not heard back, when exactly, a TPG technician would come back to install our internet connection. Jim receives a text at 5PM last night, the tech is to arrive between 12 and 4, please respond within one hour or reschedule! WTH is wrong with these people?!
9:15AM - someone is buzzing my apartment. It's Energy Australia, to read my meter. I did not ask anything else. So done with them.
Last night Jim mentioned that he befriended a colleague, Craig, also an American. Since he and his wife have been here about three weeks longer than us, they are a few steps ahead of us in the "settling-in" process. They also have phone and internet w/ TPG. Once his phone was set up TPG confirmed the account with
"Dale." What happens next sounds like something out of a Monty Python skit.
Craig: But my name is Craig.
TPG: No, we have Dale, yadda, yadda
Craig: But that is not me
Just to be sure, Craig called the phone # and sure enough, someone else (not his wife) answered the phone.
Craig: Who is this?
Stranger: This is Dale yadda, yadda
Craig: This is supposed to be my phone #
Stranger: Well this is my phone #!
Back to my own internet woes...
I continue to wait for "Michael" from TPG, who called at 12Noon to say he was on his way. It's now 1:30 so I called him to be sure
he was still on his way.
Michael: I was already there but no one answered the doorbell.
Me: I have not left, no one rang my bell (angry voice)
Michael: I rang door #4 but no one answered.
Me: We are in unit #6, why did you ring unit 4?! (grrrr)
After all that, Michael determined that he was unable to connect me to the internet because the wiring required a special adapter that
I needed to buy.
Time to get out of this apartment and walk off my frustration. Walked over the iconic Sydney Harbor Bridge for the first time.
But first, a little more excitement in my building before I leave for my walk. Someone's alarm went off in my building. My first visit w/ the fire dept!
What an amazing sight! It's so difficult to describe it's imposing size. It seems no matter where you are in the city, there is always at least a glimpse of it in your view. I met Jim after work in the CBD to go out for dinner. We found a happening spot called the The Office hotel and unlike your typical work office, we enjoyed a fine atmosphere of good food, spirits and music. http://www.theofficehotel.com.au/
Today's word - BUGGERED: ruined, broken, tired
Fire trucks parked in front of our building.
Fireman examining the fire panel in the lobby.
The base of the "bridge walk" or Cahill walk on the Kirribilli/North Sydney side. The other side of the bridge accommodates bicycles. Each side is strictly monitored and guarded to be sure the walkers stay on the walking path and the bicyclists on the other.
Joggers can be seen running over the bridge on a regular basis. View from the bridge you can see this incredible vista of the harbor, opera house, botanic gardens, CBD, Circular Quay
Looking in the other direction, north, is Kirribilli, considered one of the toniest suburbs in Sydney