MY WSIS 2005 - Day 5: Getting Tiring
(sorry for delivering this one so late; Today was very busy and I did not have the time to write it in time)
I must admit that I hardly remember anything of this Friday.
I do remember clearly though that I slept bad again, which I had in common with Leo, my guide dog. He spent a lot of the night wandering around in my room, probably stil wishing to get a little more dry after his bath from Thursday.
When finally being fallen asleep, my alarm clock couldn’t manage to wake me back up and so, a nervous knock on my door had to do this job.
After a rather fast breakfast, we got to the exhibition halls of WSIS 2005 and spent once again a lot of time waiting, for clients in general, and especially for the Vice President of Switzerland, Moritz Leuenberger. While I was waiting, I discovered that a huge bunch of emails was being delivered to my inbox multiple hours delayed but without any error message - I guess the Secret Service of Tunisia’s President Ben Ali (which I of course hereby send kindest greets from non-censored Switzerland to) must have checked them or whatever.
Well, Mr. Leuenberger then arrived kind of unexpectedly early. To prevent him from having to kneel under the table, we even took Leo’s Posto basket next to my chair, where everyone could see it - and if I got this right, the side effect was that the number of Tunisian and similar visitors at our stand got kind of reduced.
To my pleasure, Ben Segalshowed up once or twice throughout the day, checking how successful my computer’s BOINC Block Chewing went. I also got visited by CERN’s Secretary-General, who wanted to see an accessibility demo as well; ut unfortunately, he came in the moment when I went outside with Leo and we must have kept missing each other since then - well, I guess I will visit him in Geneva one day or whatever 
Another great guest was an original Sheikh from Qatar. Before he arrived, I got told that being with him would be a greatest photo subject. He then turned out to be a very great man, talking a high-class English like nobody else did when checking our stand out so far. He was, as he told me, full heartedly impressed with the work we did wished us all the best. He even left a business ard and said that we might want to figure out possibilities of helping the disabled in his country getting access to new technology.
But besides those and other pretty nice guests, there was really not much going on this last Friday and I felt how hanging around at this desk was more and more getting tiring.
Finally, the moment came when I was asked to pack my bag and leave for the hotel. So for the last time, we run through the long passage-ways of Kram Exhibition Park; Leo left a last pile of Well-You-Know-What on the construction work area outside the gates; then, we entered the bus.
The evening ended with the Event in the Home Residence of the Swiss Embassador in Tunisia. This residence is even more next door to Tunisia’s President Ben Ali than our hotel, so you only can get through if you show your passports. But still, the security check went actually rather fast, compared to other examples given in this diary.
And Nope, they indeed did not have any dates. Instead, my plate got filled and re-filled and re-re-filled with all kinds of vegetables,cheese and bred; later, they offered a great selection of cakes for dessert. But much more than the food I appreciated to meet some more people; a couple of them I actually knew from Switzerland - so we had those “What? You Are Here, Too?” moments multiple times.
Among others, I was approached by a journalist of the Swiss French newspaper La Liberté, who wants write a story about Leo and me next week. I also met the wife of Vice President Leuenberger and Ben Segal once more
Before we left, Leo got the possibility to rund around the Embassador’s garden area freely. Unfortunately, one guy also at the event obviously did miss understand that and brought him back to me, saying something like “you don’t have to run away from your master, do you?”; when I let my guide dog go again, I caught him obviously breaking some roses by just walking over them and took him back on leash…
Before eleven (yep, we could catch some sleep), we arrived back at the hotel. The next day, we promised to meet around five so the Consul could bring us to the airport for our 7:30 flight. I really did not look forward to this flight; first, bcause it would be with stupid muzzle-requesting again and secondly because we would fly from Tunis to Geneva and then, which made absolutely no sense for me and for where I live at all, from there to Zurich. I probably would have slept better if I had known that things would turn out differently than I expected.