In the last weekend of August 2003, we held the first IWM (international wisclub meeting). Normally we have a local meeting every month, but we wanted to meet some of the other members of the list that live too far away to join the local meetings.
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The following persons took part in the IWM 2003:
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| Agenda for the IWM 2003 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Friday 22nd august 2003:
After 3 PM:
Morning:
Sunday 24th august 2003: Morning:
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| Day 1: Arrival at IWM HQ and visit a high tech office | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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This was the Great Day. Months of preparations had gone into this one day. Around 2 PM the first guests were
expected. Websmurf joined me around 1 PM and right on the spot, our two belgian guests arrived: TI and fun.
Yes. It all had started now. There ain't no way back.
The bell rang. I went around the back and caught the bellboys redhandedly. Fun: Mister Verhoeven, I presume.
A historic sentence. The voice didn't match my expectations. But voices never match any expectations. I saw
two friendly guys with their friendly language. Belgium speaks dutch, but with a very different tone. More
pleasant.
Around 3 PM I decided to ask teach if Fiffi already arrived. Yes, he got there a long time ago but he thought he wouldn't be welcome before 5 o'clock. Wrong!
Around 5 PM, most members were in the backyard of the IWM HQ. Ben and I went for a chinese restaurant to get
some egg rolls. Luckily Fiffi didn't like egg-rolls so one of us had two. Our first evening meal. The
weather was good. The discussion was: shall we keep the schedule for this evening? We agreed on a "Yes"
here. So off we went to a big office in downtown Tilburg. We had a visit to what could be the future of
offices in times to come.
We changed plans when we got back to the cars. Going to downtown Tilburg with this company would be possibly a problem, so we returned to HQ and did as if we were in a bar there. It was a lot cheaper and it ended in the same way. |
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| Day 2: Game On! and Efteling | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
On Saturday we went for the great exhibition called
'Game On!'
which dealt with 25 years of computerized gaming. For (old style) hackers like us there was some obsolete
hardware to gaze on, but the actual exhibition was not very stunning. There was this old PDP-1, with it's
hard disk unit the size of a big washing machine (and the same power consumption). The same storage capacity
too, for that matter.
The games were either rather old, demonstration games or games for dedicated game consoles and hence only playable for kids who had that particular game controller at home. After a few hours, we just about saw it all and got bored. Punk expressed it best when he spoke the unforgettable words: "I've had more fun for 10 euro's, even without taking my pants off." and he was kind of right. On the left you see an image of the admittance card for the exhib. |
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On the right, you see part of us outside the 'Game On' exhibition building. The rest is still inside,
looking for us to tell us that they wanted to leave...
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So we headed for Kaatsheuvel to visit a large amusement park called
De Efteling.
Admission isn't quite cheap, but when inside all the rides are for free. As usual with kids, the first stop
was the fairywood. This is a big part of the fairywood, where Little Thumby is stealing the boots of the
giant to get home faster. Or something similar.
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This ended as follows (click on the picture for a bigger view):
Now, what you see here is not a group of escaped convicts, but the 'fine fleur' of the international WISclub. On the left you see the websmurf. Then comes the punksmurf, fiffismurf and funsmurf. We're all sitting here in De Efteling (a funpark in Holland, it's better than Disney). I'm not on the picture. This side of the camera does not image. We're waiting here for teachingsmurf to surface again. We kind of lost him in the fairywood and we last saw him at the sausagestand a few meters to the right. In the next picture you see what happened after Dirk and Maarten came back with some food. STAY OUT OF HIS FANGS UNDER ALL CONDITIONS!
After we regrouped we went for one of the far extremities of the park. Maarten definitely wanted to do some
testing, so he went for the ship-swing. Now, the Efteling has a GIANT ship-swing:
By the time Maarten returned from his swing trip, teach and fiffi had left for home. Fiffi wanted to join his family and doceer was kind of not used to being in such a place. This would leave us with a problem since we came here with 8 persons in two cars. And now one car with two people left. Can you do the math? Anyway, we had some serious fun after the group split. We took just about all the rides which were available. Some queues were L-O-N-G but good faith pulled us through. We acted as kids on their first visit to the fairground. I can't speak for the rest of us, but I enjoyed myself.
You should have seen the action-pictures taken in the 'Vogel Rock' which is a dark roller coaster ride. Some
guys were shitting their pants. I won't tell here who those people were since I don't want to ruin their
reputation among you long time readers of this stuff.
Now, if there are any law enforcement people around, reading this stuff: please keep in mind that PART of
all this is fictional. Any similarity with real people is based on coincidence. Anyway I hesitated
sacrificing myself: let me in the trunk so that the lot of you have more room. Headroom. Legroom. Bodyroom.
I should have done it. On the risk of being held in the trunk until early in the morning...
After midnight, Jan and Ben went their place. Maarten hit the sack in my livingroom. That was the end of a fun-day. Now came the sunday. |
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| Day 3: Meet the Beer and departure | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
In the morning I woke up. Not by the alarmclock but by massive flapping of pages. I don't know if you saw
'Short Circuit', the film about an escaped robot which reads encyclopedia's as fast as you and me can flap
pages. Well, that was the sound alright. So it looked as if I had a small robot downstairs.
Not quite. It was Maarten who was speeding through 'Modula-2: a complete guide' by K.N. King. OK, it IS a good book, but can you really read that fast? Perhaps someone ought to ask Maarten some Modula-2 related question...
This was the last day of the IWM, so we had arranged to have a blunch at the house of Soldersmurf. We left
by the three of us around 10 AM to arrive in Udenhout by 10:05, a 6 mile stretch. And NO speeding involved.
But, no matter how hard it was, we had to split up. Robert took me and our two guests to IWM HQ where Jan and Maarten had their car parked. We made sure they didn't forget their gear, we donated some old equipment (never throw things away!) and that was that. Jan and Maarten drove away and I sent E-mails to both of them in order to get confirmations from them to be sure they got home safe.
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| Day X: afterwards.... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
If you come so far: here's the solution to the ship swing puzzle:
this
is where our test engineer is having the time of his life!
two cars
eight adults
that's 4 adults per car. Good enough.
One car and two adults leave. That leaves us:
one car
six adults
and what was Hatesmurfs reaction: "one car will do". Period. End of
discussion. We did get home.
And whatever you think of either of us:
By the way, who's the ugly duck on the right? Don't tell me! |
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