I woke up from the others working around me. I was a little bit ashamed to get dressed in the middle of the office, but the size of the computer monitors here did a good
I woke up from the others working around me. I was a little bit ashamed to get dressed in the middle of the office, but the size of the computer monitors here did a good job protecting my decency. I think I even managed to sneak away the clothes that I had hung under the desk to dry.
I started to design a flyer to give to people interested in the game. We went for lunch at the same place as yesterday; I had some kind of meat with rice. Got no salad today.
On the way back we stopped by a lake and tried to find flat stones to throw on the water.
I finished the flyer and gave it to Miloš who is the man to speak to when it comes to transforming pixels on your computer screen into piles of tangible papers full of colour and a smell of promise.
Looking at the 1000 sheets with my writings and artwork on it I felt like a father again. I panicked for a second when I realised that the website address that I had copied 1000 times led to a site that was just blue and strange. So I sent an e-mail to Torkel begging him to fix it. And he did. Tack!
Then I continued spamming the world of games and Japanese.
In the evening there was a party to celebrate the move of Atol Productions to its new big premises. We got lots of sandwiches, salami and wine; Atol has a strategic connection with a wine distributor. The place filled up with new and former staff and everyone was Czech of course. It’s always a bit challenging to be the only foreigner in such a party, but there were enough English-speakers around to make me involved in the family. Both Radim and Roman are proud of their geographic skills so we amused ourselves with games like “what is the capital of…” and “write down 12 countries that borders only one other country”. When I asked “what city is in the middle of Czechoslovakia?” the room got teeming with guesses of cities near the Czechian-Slovakian border. When I gave the answer, “Oslo”, bear bellies were shaking with laughters like if there was an earthquake. A stupid joke, but here it worked so well that I started feeling all comfortable.
I was astonished by the party energy of the older men. I tried to stand longer than at least the oldest of them, but at 5 am I gave up and went to my sleeping bag behind my desk. I was not alone this night; Roman and Miloš were already deep asleep behind their desks as well.