Yes, I realize the irony of pining over my motorcycle, when I will see it sooner than I'll see any of my friends. However, this is Two Fools and a Bike, and it feels like so much went into getting this motorcycle shipped over the past several days. All the research about requirements and regulations and Ruthie's phone call and today with draining the fluids [much more difficult/involved than I imagined] and then getting it loaded into the crate [my dad took several pictures of that process that I'll share later, too] ... *whew* I've been told I'll see my motorcycle again in 45 to 60 days. We'll see if it actually takes that long to make it across the ocean, or if it ends up taking much longer ...
But here we are: Ruthie and I with half of a house. No bed [air mattress tonight, despite original plans of living with my parents starting tonight], down one dresser and three pieces of living room furniture, and now one completely empty front room. I don't think I took a picture of the room with everything laid out, but half [maybe more like a third?] of our all the stuff we own was packed neatly into 2.5 crates. I've never seen professional packers/movers work, and let me tell you, I am totally impressed. The dude with 20+ years of experience was like a whirlwind of brown paper and tape - Taz without the destruction [hopefully, right?]. One room full of stuff totally packed in 2 hours, and the entire truck loaded with stuff, furniture, and the motorcycle in just over 3 - maybe 3.5 hours tops. [As an aside, the dude told me his largest job was 35,000 pounds: a 5-bedroom house that took a full week to pack and 35 crates when all was said and done. And for reference, I estimated 3,000 pounds for our shipment - and was allowed to ship up to 18,000.]
So we'll see how chaotic the next couple days will be. If it's anything like today felt to me - I will be so exhausted by the time we get on the plane that Ruthie's drug-induced coma will have nothing on me.
-EP
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