bid chronicles

After a brief analysis of the situation I have realized some important things about driving in the big D. Firstly as most of you know from the pictures of my last visit, we have lanes that are there for decorations’ sake. Secondly the big difference between in America and here is that in America we drive way ahead of us, where as here people drive with only the next few feet in mind.

What I mean is that when I drive in Atlanta, I’m constantly thinking what will happened when I reach the point 250+ feet ahead. But here that distance is down to a few feet at best. This causes the insane amount of sharp turns and hard breaks. I know people say that I drive bad, but people here are just crazy. I think you can’t drive if you aren’t crazy and pissed off.

As many of you may or may not know, I’m travelling again. My long way home. Which this time included the 6 hour layover at Gatwick. My uncle decided he can meet me up for a brunch or something. Unfortunately, I got a little bit too curious about the shops around here and the ones outside are shit. So I decide hell, I’ll go into Deurtures and come back out when my uncle shows up.

And unfortunately enough unlike Atlanta’s Hartsfield, Gatwick doesn’t let people get out. Not even for a smoke (which could have been a good excuse). I tried all different points and I don’t have a way to get to Arrivals without violating the law. Thus I had to tell my uncle that “Hey, I’m retarded. I’m already in Departures and I can’t come out.”

Stupid me.

This week I was faced with two counts of “whoosh”-over-the-head moments. First was when I was trying to explain to my friend that the streaming HD movie sometimes had a bandwidth requirement that WiFi failed to provide. The next was when I mentioned to my roomie’s sister that I got Prestige in Blu-ray.

This got me thinking. I’ve hit such a weird level of geekdom that I have forgotten that the world is not keeping up with all the techno-marvels the moment that they are coming out. Back in the day it took me about 4 years before getting in line with DVD, and now a mere 18 months later I have Blu-ray discs. Though I have to claim that owning Blu-ray had little to do with Blu-ray itself, but I digress.

Most of the people around me these days keep up with the latest. At best they have fallen behind for a month or so. Words like gigabytes, megabits per second, full-HD, etc. have become so common place that I forget that one might not be able to comprehend how big a 1GB file could be. Which in turn points to how I fail to realize what I geek I actually am sometimes.

Lesson learned. Next time I’ll know better.