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Published: March 7th 2009
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So after all the flurry of preparations and send offs, I felt like death warmed over when I finally left Winona. Not the most auspicious of beginnings, but I bounced back pretty quickly.
I do want to thank everyone who did something to help get me ready for this. Whether through kind words, helping pick equiptment, or anyone who endured my endless ruminations about leaving, I thank you.
So I left from Chicago and flew to Dublin. I had a four hour layover in Dublin, but I had plenty to do. An fortuitous turn of events meant that one of my last conversations with a customer at APRS World was a customer in Ireland. We got to talking, and I offered to deliver the data logging systems he was buying in person. So for the low price of a pint of Guiness, he saved international shipping costs. Now that's customer service.
So we chatted for a few hours in an airport pub, although I got strange looks for downing pints of Guiness at 8:30 am, by my internal clock it was a comfortable 2:00AM. At least, that's how my justification goes. And we talked wind.
Wind talk was one of the great joys my last job. It invariably carries a certain optimism that can never be matched by other shop talk. Industrial lubricants will never be remotly as intersesting as wind turbines. The endless comparisons of turbines, inverters and wind regimes is, and will always be, music to my ears.
After that, invigorated by two of the things that sustain me, I went on to Berlin.
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