Monday, October 29, 2007

The End

So I suck at keeping a blog. In the last week, I...
  • scotch taped my camera to the front of Heather 4 and rode across the island
  • officially graduated from Queen's
  • found out the budget was cut for my project by 30-40% and thus I am going home early
  • made plans to go to Scotland for 1.5 weeks instead of going home straight away.
Yeah. I'm leaving tomorrow for Scotland. Back in Toronto on the 12th...I think.

More to come...

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Why the Roofs are White


So ever since I've been on the island, I've had this strange fascination with the white rooftops of Bermuda. Last week, when I was in a taxi on the way to Bermuda Airport (to fly home for Thanksgiving), I found out.

The white colour makes sense for cooling purposes. It reflect a lot of the sunlight, and helps keep the stone/concrete buildings cool.

But the more interesting question was why they are so pristinely white. Observe the picture above. Every house has the same clean, white, stepped, pyramid-shaped roof. Well it turns out these roofs stay white because that wash them regularly. Why do they wash them regularly?

Because they drink the water that runs off their roofs.

Yes, almost every house in Bermuda has a cistern underneath it, that fills up as the rain falls. (And man, does it ever rain sometimes - ruined the laptop of one of the Consultants it rained so hard...soaked right through his nylon bag). So all the roofs are made of limestone, which apparently has some sort of natural water filtration properties. The regular house-building process is apparently that you use the stone that you dig up to make your roof.
So it rains and these tanks fill up, and you use this water to flush your toilets, to shower, and yes...to drink. I naively asked the cab driver what happens if a bird/animal defecates on your roof, to which he responded, "yeah, you'll probably eat a little poop sometimes". But apparently these cisterns are so big that any poo you consume would be incredibly dilute. In fact, apparently these cisterns are large enough for a person to fit inside - you need to go down there every 5 years or so to scrub it out. There is a concrete divider inside each cistern so you can fill up one side and go inside the other to scrub. Then you pump the water to the other side and repeat.

Lastly, the roofs are stepped so that the water runs down them more slowly, allowing the cisterns to collect more water instead of having it run straight off.

Cool eh?

Ok so that last post was crappy.

So here's the story. My soon-to-be-former boss is now my former boss; he's returned to Texas. He's the 3rd Project Manager to leave this project early. Why? Well the project, and the client, are...difficult.

So I'm again bossless (the 2nd PM to leave was the one who hired me). This is kind of irritating. You see, without direction, I can't really do much. I just don't have the experience, and I don't really own any aspect of the program. So I'm stuck doing menial tasks in an environment where there is a tremendous amount of pressure to perform and deliver (i.e. "look busy when there's nothing to do"). It's...frustrating.

Monday, October 1, 2007

No unifying theme to these thoughts

So as I sit here in my soon-to-be-former boss's empty apartment (all will be explained)
drinking a Dark'n Stormy (a Bermudian drink - black rum and ginger beer), I can't help but think about how much has gone on in the past two-ish weeks.

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got distracted and didn't finish this post. I will continue where I left off...

So it's been busy.

Shilpa came to visit for 5 days last weekend, which was just incredible. We had a great time on the island; got to play on the beach, went snorkeling and kayaking, and just immensely enjoyed each others company. She has the longer (and girlier) version of the story here. Now it somehow feels like a long time ago...since then she's moved to Scotland, and officially started her life as a PhD student. I miss her, but we're managing the whole thing, despite the awkward time difference. (god bless Skype).

Work has been pretty busy since then. I've consistently been at the office from 8-7, and things have been non-stop. We're gearing up to get a whole bunch of new people on the island to start a variety of new projects (which we've recently acquired funding for) so things will only get busier.

This past weekend was pretty uneventful on the island. Spent some time on the beach before it started raining. Oh, but one interesting thing that happened was I went to go see a concert in a park - the Bermuda Philharmonic Orchestra. They were about as good as a decent university orchestra, but they played popular tunes which kept it interesting and accessible (A Motown Medley and the overture from West Side Story, to name a few). And outdoor concerts are always interesting. Here is a picture:
falling asleep. to be continued...