It’s now the end of May. John
heads to the storage yard to finalise collecting our truck which is still
strapped to the flat rack. But the next drama is paying Maersk (the shipping
line) fees for their overdue container/flat rack. John returns for me and the
laptop and we set up in the boardroom. Pay Maersk and forward them proof of
payment. But of course, they want to see the actual monies in their bank
account and monies coming from overseas takes a few days! After spending all
day at the yard we head back to the Hotel with our tails between our legs!
Friday morning, we discover our
foreign exchange has refused payment. India is a restricted currency and they
need a purpose code. We spend the entire day emailing and messaging people
everywhere. The Kenya agents, the Australian agents, our bank manager, our
foreign exchange and people here. A big shout out to our lovely bank manager
and our Australian agent who tried so hard to get the monies paid to Maersk
Australia. But by 4pm everything goes quiet. The weekend is looming so nothing
will happen for 2 more days at least. On Saturday we decide to pay our agent
here as he can supply a purpose code. Of course, the fees have increased
dramatically because Maersk charge like wounded bulls for hire of their flat
rack, but we have no choice. We set up the payment carefully with every part of
the entry filled in. Now we can only sit and wait. Phew, Monday morning our foreign
exchange confirm it has gone. We wait. Who knows how long India will take.
Tuesday nothing. Its getting a
little stressful. Wednesday waiting! At 8pm we get a message from our agent; the
monies have arrived but it’s too late for them to transfer them to Maersk. It
will be tomorrow morning. So again, we wait. Emails are flying everywhere as our
agent tries to speed them along for our Delivery Order (the very last piece of
paperwork required to free GR2). Finally,
by 2.30pm I get the message. We order our tuk tuk and head in to holding yard.
I let them know we are coming in, but of course they don’t organise the credit
card machine until we arrive. (They have daily yard fees too.) So, another 40 minutes! Then out to the yard.
A container has to be moved and then GR2 is lifted out. How many guys does it
take to unbolt the stays, open the end of the container and put in ramps. Over
20, but only one works at a time. Hours
later (no exaggeration) we finally drive GR2 back to our hotel. It is way to
late to leave tonight, so one more night here with our best sleep so far. It
has been nearly 4 weeks since GR2 landed!
Up early to prep before it gets
too hot. Days are in the high 30’s. John has to remove all the bars over the
windows and we pack our room. By midmorning we say our goodbyes to the very
helpful staff who have looked after us for the last 3 weeks. You are legends!
The plan is to explore a bit on
our way to Ahmedabad where John has found storage for GR2 and where there are
good flights home on Singapore Airlines. But it is so hot we just keep driving
and decide to head in to the storage and see if we can get flights. Yay, by
10pm we are all settled in and have our flights booked for the next day. Its’s still
38 deg so we are in for a hot night!
We pack and tidy. It is 48 deg
today so poor John is incredibly hot after putting the bars back on and
disconnecting the batteries. But of course, India has one more curve ball to
throw at us. We have to move to another storage area. John reconnects the
batteries and we move!!! We are incredibly glad to get to the cool
airconditioned airport, and thank goodness its not as frantic as Mumbai. By the end of the day, we are up and away. YAY
Brisbane we are coming home. We will return to India after the monsoon.
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