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December 29, 2005

Working Around an Installed Copy of APR

Filed under: Apache — Sander @ 7:00 am

The Apache httpd 2 build system expects to find a copy of the Apache Portable Runtime (APR) and its utility library (APR-Util) under srclib in the source tree. However, if an installed copy of APR is already present on the system, the build system will use that instead. As far as I can see, there currently is no way to force the httpd build system to use the bundled APR instead of the installed one. This is an insurmountable problem in situations where, for instance, the APR that came with your FreeBSD ports when you installed Subversion is too old to build httpd-trunk.

This is a problem that should be solved by that same build system: it needs to check more thorougly whether the installed APR fits the bill, and it should have an option (like –with-bundled-apr) that forces building against the included source tree regardless of what is already installed. However, I currently lack both auto-fu and round tuits to come up with a fix. Fortunately, all the httpd configure script checks for is the presence of the APR and APR-Util configuration scripts, so renaming /usr/local/bin/ap{r,u}-1-config to something inocuous makes the problem go away.

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December 23, 2005

Getting There is Half the Fun

Filed under: Stuff — Sander @ 7:00 am

Really. I promised a post on how I actually completed my outbound travel. Let’s start with the sweet tingling sensation of being whacked by a pack of bricks what was the realization that my ticket was an our one way, while my flight was 45 minutes the other way. Of course my first course of action was to talk to the American Airlines ground staff. Oops, just realized I do have a paper ticket, but I forgot to bring it. “You can reprint that, right? I’ll pay a reprinting fee?â€? I hopeful.

No, reprinting is not possible. This is a Swissair ticket, so you’ll have to talk to them. Swiss does not have a representation in Oakland. Or to your travel agent. By the way, you’re not going to be on this flight. Buh-bye. No-no, buh-bye now. Actually, they were very professional. Numerous calls to the travel agent and Swissair occur, and the latter eventually agrees to put me on standby for a flight from LAX to Zürich later that day. Oakland to LAX is served just about every hour by Southwest, who sell no-hassle one-way tickets through their website. This is a sizeable gamble, because the Swissair flights tend to be full of ski enthusiasts around this time of year. However, it’s the only feasible way to get going without buying a full-fare ticket (going rate about $3000, which I can not justify). I buy my Southwest ticket at 1:30PM for the 3PM flight, make my way to LAX and end up just about the last passenger called for standby on the Zürich flight… Aaaarrgh!

Moral of the story: E-tickets rule, because you get on flights by just telling the airline who you are. This reduces the amount of stuff you can’t fly without to an important extent. And if you happen to end up with a paper ticket, grasshopper, do not forget to bring it. Fold it in your passport (I did bring my passport) or something. The only reason I ended up in Amsterdam at all is that the Swissair ground staff was very, very nice to me and allowed me to fly out of a completely different city with a ticket that was absolutely non-changeable.

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December 17, 2005

Travel Day From Hell

Filed under: Stuff — Sander @ 7:00 am

I guess it could be worse. It could be raining. Actually, it is raining here in the Netherlands. And hailing, and occasionally snowing. But there’s no earthly reason I could possibly be here. Let’s back up a bit.

Imagine you got up at 5:45AM in order to catch a flight. Actually, you woke up at five and were unable to go back to sleep so that’s when your day really started. Imagine arriving at the airport well in time for your flight because the airporter was late but arrived early, and like a fleck of dust on your should you carry around this feeling that there is something wrong with this trip, but you can’t figure out what. In fact, the day before you called the travel agency, the airline they booked you on and the codeshare partner you’ll actually be traveling with, and everyone told you yes, you are in the system, we can see your reservation, you’ll be fine. You are subsequently told that you cannot check in because you don’t have a ticket.

So, that’s what’s wrong. OK, no problem, you made all the checks yesterday, some disconnect for sure, couple phone calls should sort that out. Plenty of time, it’s a small airport and you only have a carry-on. “Didn’t you receive a paper ticket?� ask the ground staff and no, of course you don’t, you only use E-tickets. Then, the Ely hits you. Please do a text search here for ELY (n.). This is what’s weird about this reservation: there is a paper ticket, it arrived days after you made the reservation and you didn’t give it much thought. It’s probably in your bedside table. Your bedside table is an hour away, each way, and the flight leaves in forty-five minutes. There will be two connections.

Welcome to my day last Thursday. I did eventually make it to Amsterdam, and will blog later on how this came to pass, but suffice to say that there is no earthly reason this should have happened and a bunch of friendly airline people were really helpful when they really didn’t have to be.

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December 8, 2005

Austin, Texas

Filed under: Stuff — Sander @ 7:00 am

I’m in Austin, where it’s over 100F most of the year. Tonight, it’s freezing and raining… a killer combination. It took me two hours to get to the hotel from the airport, usually a half hour trip.
The outside thermometer in my rental Corolla dropped from 30F to 26F along the way, and the car was covered with a layer of ice when I finally got to the hotel. Radio stations were telling people to stay the hell off the road, and I’ve been hearing sirens go by all night from my hotel room. Fortunately, I did not get into any skids. Stopped by Rudy’s, across the expressway, for some Brisket. And Barbecue sauce. After all, I’m in Texas.

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