Pathetic internet cafe

Got up about 1pm, sigh. At least I was vaguely enjoying lying in bed this morning. Woke up twice in the night feeling crap but that seems to be par for the course.

The cleaner turned up about 1:30, fortunately I was nearly ready to leave. Sick of being hounded out of the flat like this, even if I know it´s mainly because I am sleeping late.

Came out to try and print the hotel/flight vouchers for the Easter Island trip. (Oh, the hotel - which got back me to in about two hours with THE INCORRECT DETAILS after my first e-mail - has still not replied to my two subsequent e-mails asking them to confirm they have the correct details. Well, maybe I'll just not bother to go then. Yeah, right. I will just have to turn up and take a chance. Useless cocksuckers.) Also want to get a DVD burnt of the contents of a USB stick so I can wipe a couple of memory cards.

First internet cafe I tried has a big sign in the window saying they use Windows 98 and hence have no USB support. So I assume they can't possibly burn me a DVD from my stick.(I also wonder how many websites actually work, but maybe there is a recentish IE or Firefox which will run on Windows 98.)  The one next door looks more promising, and I think I printed stuff there the last time I was here, but a guy walks in ahead of me and gets the last free computer. I hate standing around waiting so I walk out.

Walked over to another one, this one. Superficially very nice, you get a little private cabin. But the staff are fuckwits. I asked if I could print. They said yes. You can't. The only "printer" instealled on the PC I am using is a PDF creator. Maybe they mean I can give them a file on a USB stick and have them print it. Cos yeah, that's convenient. Especially when I have given them my USB stick to burn me a DVD from. I had to explain what I wanted three times - once in Spanish (which has always been sufficient when I´ve had this done elsewhere) and twice in English. To three staff members. All grinning their heads off. I don´t know if there´s some Chilean word which sounds like "DVD" and means "big spunking cock", but I doubt it.

(As I wrote that sentence - I was in the middle of "spunking" though, so maybe it´s just coincidence - a dialogue box popped up saying roughly (in Spanish) "we remind clients that when on private sites the door [to the cubicle] should be closed". What the fuck? Apart from the fact that I have a clear glass window to the street, I could have guessed the cubicles were to allow a certain amount of porn viewing. But I AM NOT DOING THAT and IF I WAS, WHY REMIND ME AFTER I´VE BEEN IN HERE 20 MINUTES? and THE DOOR IS CLOSED ANYWAY (if the message was not triggered completely automatically))

I am now envisioning them snooping on me writing this and thereby whinging about the service, but fuck it.

I am going to have to find yet another internet cafe anyway as I have decided I can´t risk allowing any one internet cafe to burn both copies of the same DVD for me (given I seldom have any way to test it), and I would anyway since I need to go somewhere where I can actually print.