It’s the call you never want to get while holidaying in Bali. Life is high, you’re on top of the world and suddenly it hits. That apprehensive voice on the other end of the line calling from home in Australia. Right from the get go, you detect a slight tremor in the voice and a stunted hesitance which can only mean one thing…
What do you mean, dead?
“There was a thunder storm. An enormous power surge. It was very quick, there was nothing I could do…”
Don’t say it. Don’t tell me, I don’t want to hear it!
“I’m really, really sorry, but…your modem got fried. Your internet…is dead.”
Nooooooooooooooo!
“It also blew up your microwave and the central heating has stopped working as well. And it’s totally freezing!”
Not quite the news you want to hear while you’re away on holiday. The trip was costing us enough as it is, but our niece was doing us a favour by house-sitting for us while we were away. So we felt we owed it to her to at least make sure we didn’t come home to a frozen Popsicle gnawing on the leg of a sofa, and sprung for a new microwave, heating and most importantly…a new modem, so she wasn’t completely cut off from the outside world. (Okay, so I didn’t have to go a day without internet access once we got home…stop twisting my arm, you got what you needed).
THEN YOU SAID…