almost there

Today is moving day, well half of it anyway. Woz and I have been busily boxing up our things and have collected 7 large cardboard boxes to take to Libya, and about the same in plastic tubs to go into storage. In our small flat, with no rooms to shut things away, we've started to go a little crazy living amongst the boxes, so today we are having a removalist come and collect everything for us and put it all in storage. Most of it will stay there until the day we fly out. To think that all we came over with was two bags and one tub.

As for 'the day we fly out', we still have no idea when that is, but we do have some dates to work with. On the 22nd we will move out of our flat. Once we received our contract a month or so ago we gave notice both at work and to our landlord. The 22nd is earlier than our contract states but lucky for us our landlord, who is rumoured to be in jail, will be back in town and needs a roof over his head. Not so good for society perhaps, but for us it allows us to get out early with no penalty. If our visas don't arrive by then we will be homeless, but we are confident they will come within a few days of that time, giving us time to get out of the flat, clean it and then pack what is left of our bags so that we can stay in a hotel somewhere for a few days.

Woz finishes up at work this Friday, all though this week is a little all over the place for him, with him having to go in to work at 11 pm then 4 am last night, and again tonight. It will potentially be a very long week for him, so it's likely he will spread it out and run it into next week, possibly staying on until we have a definite flight booked, just to be safe.

A few weeks ago when people found out that we were leaving, there was a queue of Ducati enthusiasts lining up to buy Woz's bike. On a first come first served basis, Woz sold his bike to a friend of ours. The friend viewed the bike on a Thursday evening, got back to us on Sunday morning to confirm he wanted the bike, and within 5 hours Woz had had an accident. A car turning into a side street didn't look to see that Woz was there and in turning, crushed Woz's foot between the bike and the car leaving it very bruised and with ligaments damaged. The bike too was damaged and so we're now in the process of obtaining quotes to have the repair done - thankfully our friend has not been deterred and has been very understanding, agreeing to wait while we sort out the insurance.