I think the pictures tell the story here.
Monday and Tuesday the Transdem guys packaged our household goods into 518 boxes and loaded it onto a container.
We had along the way the usual nightmares of whether the boxed items would fit within our cubic meter allowance, and the occaisional cavalier handling of boxes marked fragile - but mostly Lon and I sat down and "supervised" or got up now and then to label the boxes being packed
Mostly there appeared to us to be orderly chaos, with guys being allocated a space to pack up, which they then stuck to. Apart from a small handcart, there was no "machinery" and all the boxes were walked out to the container and hefted in manually, while the guys inside played a huge 3D game of tetris
Yesterday we said goodbye to the staff, and the house. Sad, but not as sad as leaving Kigali was.
We are staying in http://www.princessyenengalodge.com/en/accueil.html until we fly next Friday. It's a small hotel, with more greenery and character than the one we stayed in on arrival, and we are lucky enough to have a suite with kitchenette, so we can make a sandwich at lunchtime, rather than eating out twice a day.
2 comments:
Sitting at my desk in rainy Manchester I find myself living a vicarious nomadic existence through your blog. I remain impressed by anyone who can pack so neatly, and as for fitting it into a van I bow to a superior power [this the woman who cannot get a pair of shoes back into the box!] Hope the move goes well and looking forward to more tales of what you do and where you go. xx
Sitting at my desk in rainy Manchester I find myself living a vicarious nomadic existence through your blog. I remain impressed by anyone who can pack so neatly, and as for fitting it into a van I bow to a superior power [this the woman who cannot get a pair of shoes back into the box!] Hope the move goes well and looking forward to more tales of what you do and where you go. xx
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