Wifi disaster

We've moved out of our house-sit, only to discover that Demeter's wifi is mysteriously unfunctional. Try explaining this to a teenager living on the autistic spectrum.  From a café a few blocks away, I offer you an image from our final peaceful evening, about thirty-five hours ago.

That's not a bird, by the way. It's a kite-surfer. He's even nuttier than I'm rapidly becoming.