Local Heart, Global Soul

July 19, 2016

WiFi & Other Disappointments: But A Cute Dog Helps Return Smiles…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

The main peeve that we had about the Landal Wirfttal holiday park in Germany, was the lack of advertised internet or phone signal at our accommodation.

We discovered that a very weak phone signal could be picked up by walking several minutes around the road, but even then a single attempted telephone conversation was interrupted by three or four complete cut-outs and redials.

A media free fortnight would have been an excellent idea had we planned for it and had the weather been better, but with me intending to sit quietly and write a blog post or two, Himself needing to keep in touch with several clients so that he could advise on amendments they thought they would be needing to make (before we left), and all of us needing to be in contact with the rest of the family due to the frailty of my then ninety-three year old mother-in-law, it was more than just a hassle.

The kids of course thought that their world had ended when Netflix, Spotify, Facebook, Minecraft, FaceTime and the like were all suddenly cut off. Kiwi Daughter, who’s invited guest friend failed to materialise due to cross-planning and double booking with guest’s family holiday, took the entire situation especially hard, grumpily declaring anything and everything here a complete and utter disaster (except the tree climbing adventure of the previous day).

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

We heard many teenage girls her own age speaking Dutch around the park but she refused to try and pick up a conversation and make friends for the holiday with them, I even heard one family with teenage girls speaking English, actually lamenting that they had no one else who spoke English to hang out with.

I spoke to their mother (who was with them) and they were keen to meet Kiwi Daughter. Sadly she also vetoed this because the oldest girl was one year younger than her “and they were soooo young”. Not cool thus.

Of course all of the Dutch girls around the park would have already started English lessons but my experience over and over again in the Netherlands, even with nephews and nieces who know me well, is that they are afraid to speak in front of a native speaker because they are afraid of how many mistakes they make.

I have always encouraged them that it doesn’t matter, I make mistakes in Dutch all the time but I speak to them in Dutch anyway. They willingly acknowledge that but are still painfully shy about speaking English with native speakers. It appears to be a national trait.

With Wifi only available at Reception we therefore went to one of the few seats in a tiny corner there to try and log on for a little while. There are enough plugs due to an extension board provided, but the problem is usually space… and that Reception opens at 09:00 and closes at 17:30.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

There are a few picnic tables outside where you can sit and catch the internet signal out-of-hours, but I think I’ve mentioned the problem of excessive rain enough in recent posts for you to guess that that was no easy option either.  It’s frustrating if you need internet in the evening and it’s raining.

The car was our next option but of course there was no power point for the laptop there so I had to do some serious time management (not easy with pain drugs and close to zero concentration skills.)  I made the mistake of sitting in the early morning in the car, listening to music on the radio as I typed.

You can guess what happened then… Himself came to retrieve me, turned the key and of course the battery was flat. We had excellent luck that the park manager came by just at that moment and rescued us.

Himself and immediately made a quick run into Stadtkyll to charge the battery a little and returned with fresh croissants which placated the kids back at the house who we couldn’t phone to let them know that we could not get back right to them as soon as planned. Needless to say I learned my lesson and typed in silence from then on.

Another occasion on a fine day, I visited Reception to check my email and the lady next to me had a sweet little dog. I’m not a dog lover (another story) but this one was on a lead and behaved itself. It also drew my attention because of it’s photogenic qualities so I asked the owner if I might please take photos for my artistic reference files.

The reply was an enthusiastic “Yes”, and not having animals of our own I probably overloaded on the opportunity. Ergo, one hundred and one (or just seems like it) doggie poses for your viewing pleasure…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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