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something*positive: After numerous delays getting his stuff, Randy begins unpacking and finds...

I resemble your pain;

I lived halfway up a really steep hill in Oakland CA.

I could look across the street and the steep drop-off meant I could see into the backyard of the local Cadillac Dealership (now a Whole Foods Market).

One year we were getting 'El Nino' weather and the ground water rose up enough to flood the unfinished basement, some 50 to 75 feet above sea-level.

With respect to the topic title... it's well chosen to describe the pain and wounds of moving. Randy is probably thinking "The scars... my destination!"

Dave wrote: ↑Thu Aug 29, 2019 10:21 pm With respect to the topic title... it's well chosen to describe the pain and wounds of moving. Randy is probably thinking "The scars... my destination!"

hiss

AnotherFairportfan wrote: ↑Fri Aug 30, 2019 2:42 am

Dave wrote: ↑Thu Aug 29, 2019 10:21 pm With respect to the topic title... it's well chosen to describe the pain and wounds of moving. Randy is probably thinking "The scars... my destination!"

hiss

Hey, if you serve up an obscure reference around here, you should expect somebody to lob it back at you!

Or, should I say (with a jaunty wink) that this is the right forum to find the best foil for such things?

Military overseas moves can be -- interesting. The usual method involves everything going into cardboard boxes, labeling them (Kitchen, Master Bedroom, etc), then the boxes are stacked in a plywood container about six by six by four feet wide. Tall and deep enough for furniture, but the right size to stack on a flatbed truck, and into a shipping container.

It seems one family was waiting and waiting for their shipment. Eventually they received their boxes, marked through customs, in their plywood containers, but.... all the boxes were limp, contents were mixed between boxes, and it stunk. Really, really stunk!

Blah blah insurance and tracking investigation later, it seems the shipping container fell into the harbor during loading in (asian region harbor), sunk, and was recovered after the ship finished unloading and moved away from the dock -- after reloading (a few days). The transporters, ever helpful, opened the container with customs approval, unloaded everything and put it somewhere to dry out. And then, packed it back in the original (now dry) cardboard boxes. And now to ripen for a couple weeks on the dock in the same but less muddy container which was worked into the next available shipment (another week to port), and --- so on to the waiting arms of the destined family. Nothing like dedicated service!

But at least they got all their stuff, right?

You know, silver lining, and all that stuff?

I wonder if any of their normally averse to water items still functioned, after that (you know, having had time to properly dry out...)

The VCR and all the tapes were done for, along with the microwave, TV, Stereo, etc. Damaged in shipment, please list all the items, paperwork paperwork,...

We haven't used movers since around 1990 or 1991, because the last time we did, some of our NES games were stolen, along with a couple other things.

It's like the old saying goes: if you want it done right, do it yourself.

EDIT: that also happened to be when we moved from Fort Benning to Arcanum, OH. The duplex we lived in at the time is still standing.