So we'd get back late at night, and dani_l would look at me as I'd pull out my laptop, and say, "You're going to blog? At this hour?" And yeah, I did. I think consistently, even. Well, here is a post from the auto-save of my blogging software.
Yesterday was the last day of GCDS at the university for me. I dragged myself out of early to go and do DrKonqi stuff in the morning. Lunch was more "food". Then back to do more DrKonqi. Oh no, the paintball trip... Where we were supposed to leave from the Auditorium which we were no longer meeting at, nor were we anywhere near. So an interesting calling around began to see what was going on. Most people on the list seemed to have canceled from being too tired. Quite understandable at this point, really. Anyway, the locals finally found the name and location of the place and called us a taxi. Four of us took a rather scenic taxi. Er, well, yeah. The guy couldn't find the place, and so we drove around in circles on gravel roads and got to see ruins of houses built into cliffs and some nice rocks. (They're very good at using basalt here as accents in buildings, btw.) He didn't understand where we were going, and nobody seemed to be able to give him good directions. Anyway, we ended up getting off back at the Auditorium and had people come pick us up.
After that misadventure in transit, we were actually at paintball. It was quite interesting to see people running around diving into crouches and stuff. It was also kinda amusing to see who was good at it, but I think it safe to say you shouldn't mess with some of our developers. It was fun, and maybe something that can happen at a future aKademy. We all went home with bruises on random spots. [Who has the group photo from this anyway? URL please!]
Walking home, as it wasn't actually that far from the Auditorium, we decided to go back to our hotels, shower, meet up for food afterwards, and then go clubbing or something and enjoy the (for-most) last night. On the boardwalk, I finally got to eat proper tapas (finally, REAL FOOD! And fish even!). We found the Amarok hotel, and decided to howl at them and see who would answer back. They did! We then grabbed some other people, and wandered around the island looking for a reasonable club. We failed. Amusingly enough, Qt development discussion came up. And there is NOTHING like running around and talking about software development at 2am in the morning. We did find some actual dancing. When I left the others at 4am, they were talking about Qt again. :D
Wandering around was interesting: KDAB has half the island wearing their shirts now we could watch for people wearing shirts from our conference and randomly (or not) talk to them. The downside of this conference is that we've been too spread out. There's lots of people I'd like to have met, that I've barely ever even seen. And people I usually talk to I've seen almost zero of. I have met new people though, and have gotten to know some from online better. I wonder how many people have left by now. [ereslibre grabbed me online wanting to know if I'd met him or if I'd met an imposter! I have no idea! Did you bring me the real ereslibre or not? Collobora party]
I'm here for tomorrow still. I'd like to go rockhounding up by the stuff we were walking by yesterday, but we'll see how blistered my feet are. I seem to have really torn them up from the combo of paintball/dancing: I should have been paying more attention to the fact that my shoes were too loose. Heh, I should pack my bag first and see just how much less I'm taking back. [I was too tired to go walking that far. I instead found that our hotel was *right* by the rocky section of the beach and that late at night was low tide. Sand and saltwater feel very good on blistered feet and I got some great rocks!]
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By the time I left, 2am and 4am were normal "evening times" for me. There is nothing like night on a beach... And then watching the sunrise. There was either/both a full moon or strong light pollution: even though it was dark, you could see the whites of the breakers as they crashed. It was an entirely new pattern/way to watch an ocean. And beautiful.
I'd like to thank Sealne for letting me crash in the Penthouse my last few hours there. And for suggesting the hotel in the first place. I'd also like to thank Markey & Mamarok for letting me hitch a ride to the airport with them. I guess I owe you all beers. :) [&&]
Suggestion for next year: Nokia-sponsored beanbags in the hacking room. Or bring the Google ones over.
[&&] They can even be non-virtual!
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