We almost weren’t, but now, we are.
I did that ‘pressing the button’ thing over the weekend, expecting all kinds of nasty when I did so, and I transferred my websites to a new host. That part of the process went suspiciously smoothly and took a couple of hours. Then came something to do with domain name servers, and having to find this ‘DNS’ and replace it with that DNS, which can take up to 48 hours, but seems to have happened overnight. Yay! Success, I thought, until I switched on this morning and couldn’t find the admin area to the blog, and then, couldn’t even find the website.
I had to use the hosts’ chatbot, a string of inputted numbers and symbols called ‘Codee.’ Right, so I am conversing with a headache tablet, as we are forced to do more and more these days because humans have become a fad of the past. I told it my issue. I have to say, it not only found the problem within a minute, but with my permission, it then went and solved the problem, and here I am!
And here’s a photo so you can say, what’s that?
It’s last night’s sky, and it looked a lot better on a small screen in the dark. There was another one of those maintenance power cuts yesterday, but not in our area. I assume that at the end of the working day, someone forgot to switch on the lights, because the streetlights were all out along our lane, and it was glorious! Orion was looming above us in the south, striding warrior-like over the Vigla, and Cassiopea was up there advertising McDonald’s to Australia (we used to call it the Big W), I could see Ursa Minor, and there, my knowledge of the stars runs out. Anyway, the night sky is spectacular in winter when someone forgets to turn on the lights. If you’re here and want to see for yourself, then either drive out into the forest or somewhere else remote, and have a look. You can get a good idea by walking up to or down from the Constantinos View kantina that overlooks the village. If you do that and stop in one of the folds of the road where the trees block the light from Pedi, and you’re in shadow, you can stand and gawp until you get run down by Manolis on his 50cc. Here’s one of the moon which also turned up in my folder. The photo, not the moon. This wasn’t last night, but another time. And I’ll be back with you another time too, like tomorrow, all being well.
