I'm happy to report that Ali arrived at home less than a week ago. Container shipping is
such an annoying experience: I certainly don't envy anyone whose profession relies upon it. "Hurry up and wait" has never rung truer - if there is something that is
your responsibility, you have to answer by yesterday. On the other hand, if it's in the hands of the shipper/port/customs, you will be waiting. A lot.
As it happened, there was a big strike at the port in Vancouver in July, which in itself had some unbelievable twists and turns, but was ultimately resolved. However, there were other delays, and to top it off,
of course our container was selected for a customs inspection - not only a time-intensive experience, but an expensive one at that - to the tune of ~2500 CAD for the inspection itself (while customs cannot and doesn't charge, you are hit with drayage, storage, terminal, and other fees). With all the delays, the fact that I took the entire month of August off (in order to be home and available for the pickup formalities) became completely irrelevant. To throw another complication into the mix, not only was I leaving to Europe at the end of the month for a period of intensive work, but my dad's brother was flying in from Europe for the first time in ~25 years (also arranged by me). Thus we were faced by a confluence of factors, ultimately compounded also by the Labour Day long weekend and beginning of the school year. Mind you,
@John Young faced exactly the same situation, and Dubai is quite a distance farther away from Vancouver than Calgary, so I didn't envy his position either.
Luckily, everything could be arranged, and most importantly Ali arrived unscathed.
So let's begin the story...
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Friday. My uncle had flown in from Europe only the day before, but no matter - the best cure to jet lag is an early morning wakeup and a long, engaging day. A quick flight from Calgary to Vancouver, an Uber from the airport to the warehouse facility, and a coffee at Tim Horton's to kill about an hour before the cars were unloaded. After getting back from coffee, the cars were unloaded, and John had already started Ali (first crank, of course) and was charging his 105, which arrived dead.
First sight of Ali on Canadian soil:
John had some stress that day, he had a 24-hour permit to get to the inspection, and had been unable to install DRL in his car before its arrival in Canada. I suggest you read his thread for the full story:
The (2nd to) Last Hurrah... a 2007 HZJ105 - 'Missus White' - https://forum.ih8mud.com/threads/the-2nd-to-last-hurrah-a-2007-hzj105-missus-white.1275855/
The interior still had the seat covers from the time spent at SebSports - a very nice way to enter Canada for sure!
On the other hand, the rear had been left untouched, including toilet paper from our camping trips...