Waiting for the postman to come as a kid was always one of the best activities of the morning. He was part of the routine. You got up and got ready, you had breakfast, the postman came and then you left the house and went about you day. Perfect! As I got older this regular friendly face who delivered my letters (mainly others letter that I opened anyways) turned up more infrequently, and became many different faces. Getting your post was more guess work and hoping. You sent things a week in advance for someones birthday and mutiple weeks in advance for Christmas with it often ending up being a 'New Years' card anyways.
Then there was the courrier service.... Be it Mr UPS, Mr Fed Ex or Miss Parcel Force (a bit of sexual equlality and all), items just seem to travel about by their own whims. Turning up late, out of hours or not at all are now the norm back home and, although I did expect more challenges to this process abroad, I did not plan for others such as, Mr 'Spanish Time' and Miss '6 day public holiday', to add to the turmoil of the event and play such an influencial part when we joined the ranks of yachties getting International post.
After an 'incident' with the Kindle's screen encountering my elbow with a lot of force behind it, it is needless to say it was well and truely broken. We were not keen on replacing it however as after having a 9 hour stint at the airport frieght zone in Morocco when we needed to receive post before, we were very keen to not have to have anything delivered to us again. However 20 days of crossing the Ocean with only a very limited supply of books??? Not very appealing. We thought with the magical forces of Amazon and UPS combined, and that we were giving them 2 weeks notice on a, and i quote, "2-4 day international priority delivery", not much could go wrong. Yet here we still are in Las Palmas, with everything now shut down for Easter still Kindle-less. Normally i'd happily (ok not completely happily) wait it out, but we are now getting into the countdown for the Atlantic Crossing. The last few people who are crossing this side of the Hurricane season are steadily stocking up and shipping out leaving our little boat sitting playing the waiting game. Don't get me wrong, we have worked out that we can get there up until the second week in June and we'dl be fine but, officially June is classed as the start of Hurricane season and we will be cutting it fine if we don't leave in the next week. So with Jarvis' trusty 'switch-myself-off-unless-plugged-in' phone we will continue to wait for Customs to call (we have politely been asked to stop emailing/calling them).. what can go wrong???
On happier notes 'Boat of the Marina' is back and what a corker we have for you at Las Palmas, Gran Canaria. One of those ones that was spotted out the corner of my eye, i bring you:- 'HIPPIE BOAT'.
Also bringing you a special one that shows its a small world after all. After sailing over 1500M, the yacht opposite us on our pontoon is from Harwich.What are the chances!
Other news and advice from our little world:-
Tia and Jarvis, Over and Out!
Then there was the courrier service.... Be it Mr UPS, Mr Fed Ex or Miss Parcel Force (a bit of sexual equlality and all), items just seem to travel about by their own whims. Turning up late, out of hours or not at all are now the norm back home and, although I did expect more challenges to this process abroad, I did not plan for others such as, Mr 'Spanish Time' and Miss '6 day public holiday', to add to the turmoil of the event and play such an influencial part when we joined the ranks of yachties getting International post.
After an 'incident' with the Kindle's screen encountering my elbow with a lot of force behind it, it is needless to say it was well and truely broken. We were not keen on replacing it however as after having a 9 hour stint at the airport frieght zone in Morocco when we needed to receive post before, we were very keen to not have to have anything delivered to us again. However 20 days of crossing the Ocean with only a very limited supply of books??? Not very appealing. We thought with the magical forces of Amazon and UPS combined, and that we were giving them 2 weeks notice on a, and i quote, "2-4 day international priority delivery", not much could go wrong. Yet here we still are in Las Palmas, with everything now shut down for Easter still Kindle-less. Normally i'd happily (ok not completely happily) wait it out, but we are now getting into the countdown for the Atlantic Crossing. The last few people who are crossing this side of the Hurricane season are steadily stocking up and shipping out leaving our little boat sitting playing the waiting game. Don't get me wrong, we have worked out that we can get there up until the second week in June and we'dl be fine but, officially June is classed as the start of Hurricane season and we will be cutting it fine if we don't leave in the next week. So with Jarvis' trusty 'switch-myself-off-unless-plugged-in' phone we will continue to wait for Customs to call (we have politely been asked to stop emailing/calling them).. what can go wrong???
On happier notes 'Boat of the Marina' is back and what a corker we have for you at Las Palmas, Gran Canaria. One of those ones that was spotted out the corner of my eye, i bring you:- 'HIPPIE BOAT'.
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| Hippie Boat |
Also bringing you a special one that shows its a small world after all. After sailing over 1500M, the yacht opposite us on our pontoon is from Harwich.What are the chances!
Other news and advice from our little world:-
- If you can't find a Tattoo place on an island, a sterilised needle and ink work perfectly fine
- Just because it looks like a lime doesn't mean it is. DO NOT eat it!
- When the food delivery men beat you back to your boat, you know you have officially become a dordaler
- Finally, wear yellow - you will match everything:-
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| Matching Bumble bees |
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| UBER dog! |
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