A chance to start over, to simplify our lives, to give up comfortable things and try something new, to expand our borders, literally and figuratively.
In another country--far, far away.
1. A way to pay for the move without incurring huge debts
2. A way to get through the “hungry gap” of when old pay checks end and new (considerably lesser) ones begin
What could we do, but pray? And help arrived,
Our schools gave us nearly £100 of John Lewis vouchers (think posh gift certificates my American peeps) which we used to stock up on dry food like rice and lentils and beans and pasta at Waitrose to help us keep our food costs low for the first few months.
Our friend from Quaker Meeting Hannah approached me and said she and her partner Nick were shocked at the high cost of removal and offered to take the day off from their high powered jobs and drive the removal van for us.
I was dumbstruck. I kept saying, “You do know we are going all the way to Wales, don’t you?”
I kept saying, “How will we pack and unpack the van? Won’t we need big burly men to do all the heavy lifting?”
But the Heroic Hannah had an answer for everything. She contacted some blokes she knew who had a man with a van service and booked them in to actually load the van, after all that’s the trickiest part--getting all the stuff in the van.
And so it was. We rented a removal van for around £100 (think U-HAUL to my American peeps) and Hannah and Nick would drive it to Wales for us, then unpack and drive it back in the same day.
On the morning that Spiderman took the train to Wales, I was left to supervise the removal guys and ride in the removal van. They arrived promptly and cast a worried eye over all of our stuff. There were boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes (mostly books and framed art and food) and he was a bit worried it might not actually fit in the removal van.
It was squeaky bum time for me as I tried to triage anything I thought we could live without. But in the end the fantastic guys got every last bit into the van. He said it was due to many years of playing TETRIS. I would believe it. God bless video games.
It took a full three hours to pack which cost us £120 and then we were off like a herd of turtles. I paid for petrol (£120 total) and we drove for five and half hours to Wales.
It took slightly longer than we anticipated as the van was super heavy and Wales is mostly uphill. We listened to the pounding rhythms of Iron Maiden to keep us going--it worked. Their songs last for ages so you really felt you were getting somewhere.
We followed the Nippon Express for a long time. Hannah says they saw it again on the way home.
We stopped for food (about £50) and a wee break (a short break and a pee-pee break) and finally arrived in Wales around 6pm. Then the super fit and strong Hannah and Nick and Spiderman unloaded all the heavy stuff into the flat and I did the lighter, smaller stuff.
|yes, our house is pink!|
Then, the next day after we had finally slept, we woke to find there were a few problems with the flat.
There was no hot water. Yikes.
Can I just say it was the most delicious meal I have ever tasted. We were hot, tired and still had a mountain of boxes to go and there was food—real delicious good—and a lovely restaurant to sit down in and rest. Plus extras to take home.
It nourished us in more ways than one.