Wiring done wrong #2

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A picture of a car which I will look at next weekend (mailed by the owner). We see a Stromdieb (even the dictionary don’t know the translation. Some kind of cutting connector, the blue thing with the cables). Some advise:

  • Do not use these things. They either don’t cut the insulation propably or the cut most of the copper inside. In either way that makes them a very reliable source for connection problems which (especially with 12V) have a tendency to produce fire. Especially especially if they are used very close to the alternator (on top of it to be precise) which maybe means there is no fuse…
  • Engines tend to get hot. Do use components which are heat resistant. (These things aren’t)
  • Do not connect red and blue wires. Red is commonly used for + and blue for -. First of all it looks stupid and it secondly it will confuse and annoy anyone who will ever work on the car.

I’m a number… 189 to be precise

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Another hour or two down the drain. The Verkehrzulassungsbehörde. I hate it here. On the parking lot car buyers are roaming around hoping to buy a car dead cheap. I was tempted for a second because the pornstyler still runs like shit. It’s idling at 2000+ RPM until you kick down the pedal for a short time than its dropping to 750RPM but still not idling fine. Either the Steuerkolben (dosage rod?) of the KE Jettronic gets struck every time or the fixed electrics try to use the surplus fuel by adding some air. Depressing. The board says 163, maybe i can finish the pornstyler story on the blog before it’s registered in my name…

I’m really curious how long this “blogging everything” phase will last. And if I will start publishing fotos of the food I’m eating. Properbly not…

Also it’s a very nice move to put a TV in here, turn it on and set it to mute.

Update: It took about an hour all in all and everything worked out fine. Except that the DHL guy was very early today and didn’t deliver the packages I’m waiting for to the neighbours but will take them to my most favourite post office.

My Merc has PMS…

I returned to the workshop to charge the battery  of the station wagon because it had startup problems. The battery was full, the (refurbished) generator works perfectly and the startup & idling problems remain. Fuck. After cleaning and a quick checkup (see other post) I decided to drive home. Then it came to me: The battery was dead a couple of days ago and the Merc has PMS. Not premenstrual syndrome but some kind of pressure motor control. And this computer has no hard drive so it looses it’s memory every time the battery is disconnected. After that you have to teach in the accelerator pedal. Turn on ignition, slowly push down the pedal for two (?) times and then start the engine. Problem solved. I should remember this stuff…

Days like this…

You properbly know these days where everything you do doesn’t work out as planned. Sometimes that’s good, today it’s not entirely bad but the day just drags along slowly and ineffective. After failing to get my license plates I went to the workshop and all I managed in three hours was to establish that the Lambda Sensor of the car is not too bad (so I can sent back the Sensor which has been sent back already because somebody removed my name tag on the door and hasn’t arrived yet).

Contant change from too lean to too rich...

Constant change from too rich to to too lean… The Life of a Oxygen sensor somehow resembles my own so far. A constant up and down…

I wanted to build an adaptor for a spark plug to a compressor fitting (long story, it will be online soon) but didn’t find the right parts and got disappointed enough to stop. The rest of the time was standing around looking stupid and talking to the other guys.I went for a walk with a friend and told her what I wrote a few posts earlier and that I’m not feeling well at all. When we said goodbye she said something like “Hey, it was nice meeting you, maybe we can go for another walk in April”. Me: “April?” Yes, April I don’t have any time before that. Her home is just a two minute walk away from the workshop, I pass there almost every day when I’m in Hannover.

When I returned home one package with spare parts arrived (which I expected last week but which was sent back as well) but I’m not in the mood to return to the shop and do some actual work. Maybe I should just open a beer, turn on the TV and go to bed early.

Tomorrow is a new day, hopefully all packages will arrive and I can finally get the car running properbly and register it in my name. Let’s hope the best because I have to work at Wednesday…

Waiting in line at the postoffice to recover license plates… Not..

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Awesome! The wordpress app for android allows me to blog every shit whenever I’m bored. So i can spread my boredom around by blogging utterly useless crap. Hmmm. Memo to self: stop blogging crap.

Finally my turn comes and the attended says: I’m sorry your package hasn’t arrived yet. Alright, the notification has arrived Saturday saying pickup at the next working day (which is today). My package will properbly arrive during the day… fuck. Another half hour of my life lost…

The Plan

I love it when a plan comes together” — (Hannibal Smith)

Alright, i don’t like it here. We established that fact earlier. But what to do about it? The obvious choice would be to get drunk every evening and watch TV. Pretty common decision in Germany because booze is really cheap and its almost impossible to watch TV sober. I tried that for some time but it didn’t work for me. The little man in my head who always says stuff like “You can do so much better! Such potential! Use it! Don’t put it to waste” doesn’t get drunk easily and when I get him wasted he is getting more confident and creative with his ideas. So sitting drunk in front of the telly is a possibility to kill time but it makes me feel really unhappy. And craving for Anditainment…

Emigration would be another solution but where to? I love travelling and have done quite a bit so far but even with the possibility to choose freely there’s no place which really drags me to go there.

The logical choice which is left is to do a scouting trip. Just put your life on a truck and start roaming around until you feel the urge to stay. As a friend of iterative work organization models I don’t want to give up everything at home. It’s not that bad 🙂 So the Plan is to do trips around Europe but to return to Germany whenever I feel like it and to travel there as well. And to meet nice people. To sum it up:

  • Acquire funds & free time to survive roughly half a year with as little (payed) work as possible (almost done)
  • Acquire a decent vehicle for long distance travel around Europe (working on it)
  • Transform vehicle into decent shape, add some luxury as well as an environment to do some prototyping of technical stuff (todo)
  • Use social networks to find interesting people in western europe (todo)
  • Lay out a route which connects these interesting people and some sight seeing (todo)
  • Start travelling (todo) and be spontaneous (work in progress)

Stay tuned, something around 27 working days left…

Why am I starting a blog?

“I hate it here” — (Spider Jerusalem)

Rough words but true. I have difficulties to adjust to the world I’m living in. People are unkind, are too occupied by their job and seldom have the time to do fun things with me. There is always a “good” reason to not do stuff, for example because there is so much on the to do list that it would feel wrong to actually enjoy life. I’m fed up. Even desperate. I don’t want to end my days burnt out and alone. So I’m giving up big chunks of my privacy and I’m willing to share my thoughts and adventures with everybody who likes to read about them. First of all I hope to get in touch with people who think (and act) likewise. Online as well as in real life. Secondly I feel somehow obliged to share some stuff after I have read zillions of travel blogs, hacker sites and other entertaining stuff written by folks just like you and me.

So stay tuned, there is more to come. But for today I have to go to sleep because I have to work tomorrow. 31 working days before the adventure begins. Hopefully enough time to get the preparations for a (for me) completly new kind of travel done. As lucky as I am I switched to three working days a week so there is a chance…

(posted a couple of days after writing)