November 07, 2005
Travelling Light
For people who don't own anything, (or at least not anything in this hemisphere) we seem suddenly to have an awful lot of stuff. There's nothing like hauling it all out from under the bed, the cupboards and the spaces behind the books in the bookshelves to destroy the illusion of travelling light! The five years we've been in Amsterdam I've bought practically nothing (Kthunk! - sound of Ron passing out in disbelief) since we've lived here constantly under the delusion that we would be leaving 'any minute now'. No CDs, no books, no THINGs. (Relatively speaking that is....)
I've been staying-at-home for days now to entertain men-in-suits from removal companies and it's all getting terribly complicated. Removing windows to do the Amsterdam-thing with the gable hook and lower everything into the street, parking permits for the removals van, policemen (no less) to claim the two spaces required for the removal van! (Must admit I'm glad I don't have to do that, don't fancy defending two car parking spaces in the Pijp. Might well never make it to Melbourne.) And thats even before we broach the subject of Australian customs regulations!
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