Friday, 17 February 2012
Life Without ADSL?
The plumber finally arrived at our rental house on Tuesday morning. He fixed this, he fixed that, he did a lot of things and he was really nice; turned out he's our landlord's brother.
It's amazing what effect some of the things he did have made. By drilling a hole he allowed us to use our washing machine properly, instead of it sitting in the middle of the room (where we were afraid it would scare away potential replacement renters once we break our lease agreement). More interestingly, the toilet tap that stopped leaking made a huge difference to our sanity. Finally, we can relax at our house. Finally, we can sleep at night without hearing the sound of someone constantly peeing in the next room. Finally, we can start calling our new rental place home. Or can we?
Over the last couple of weeks I spent many a thought on determining when it is, exactly, that one can finally declare oneself settled at a new house. You may have your own categories; with me, it used to be the moment the hi fi was all set up and ready to go. That point in the evolution of our hi fi was achieved a week or so ago, albeit without the rear surround speakers (whom rental regulations prevent us from properly deploying). Regardless, it is clear the hi fi is no longer my critical factor.
The critical factor is the Internet, and I can feel its critically by virtue of the effect of us not having ADSL yet, the result of our house not having a phone connection yet. We have the Internet: as I'm typing this, my Mac Air is being tethered through my iPhone; we also have a proper wifi hotspot. But it's not the same: the gig a month I'm getting on my phone is nothing compared to my Internetting needs, and the 1GB per $10 I get on the wifi hotspot is too expensive for me to be able to afford using the Internet as much as I want to. We are, in effect, under strict rationing: YouTube action is severely restricted, there's no iView, no uploading of photos of videos, no downloading of anything, system updates are left to critical stuff only, and I'm left depressed. I need my Internet unrestricted! What good is Spotify coming to Australian shores if I can't listen to it?
The problem is that our house has not been wired to the street, where Telstra can meet it with its phone services. The builder (through his aforementioned brother) told us there are wiring provisions from the house to the street, but these end up under the footpath - which has to be broken for Telstra to connect us. And who is going to pay for that? And how much would it cost? And would it be worthwhile for us to pay if we're only planning to live here for some six months?
I don't know. I might be wiser tomorrow, when the Tesltra sub contractor of the sub contractor of the sub contractor (I shit you not!), Steve, told us he'll be paying us a visit to assess the situation. I truly hope he would prove to be a Steve Austin. Till he does, consider me unsettled.
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