So the wireless wasn’t working in this apartment, although they have internet. What this meant was that I had to sit in the living room to use it, plugging in. This wasn’t an awful thing, but it wasn’t great either. What if I wanted to skype? Or be online late at night?

Anyway, so I asked the girl who’s been here for the longest, Izayana, why it wasn’t working. She explained to me that it had been working — and then it had stopped, and they didn’t know how to fix it.

So, errr, I did. I plugged in my computer, found my IP, used that as the base for the router, typed in a typical admin password, and re-enabled wireless. Wahoo! I was super-excited.

She didn’t seem to care. But that’s okay. I’m still proud of myself.