OK, so it’s been a while…
Four months, in fact.
It’s been almost exactly four months since we handed over the keys and paperwork to ship our Fuso from Guayaquil, Ecuador to Long Beach, California.
I know what you’re thinking, “What could possibly take four months to ship an expedition vehicle from one port to another port on the same ocean, with no canals in between?”
It gets even more baffling when you learn we were standing just a few kilometers from the docks in Guayaquil at the time.
And it gets even more incomprehensible when you factor in we transferred our truck to an American working for a U.S. freight forwarder company.
But that was then. And this is now.
And we’re no longer in Guayaquil, Ecuador, we’re in the U.S., where we’ve been most of this time while our Fuso has been, ummm, elsewhere.
It’s been a challenging and interesting four months. Along the way we’ve lived in abject terror, unbridled fear, isolation, frustration, anger, amusement, curiosity, and, most of all, within a framework of “the need to know,” which has severely limited our ability to communicate with family, friends, peers and fellow overlanders.
The only people we could communicate with, even to a limited extent, were within a very restricted circle of trust.
If things go well, I may be able to post an update on our situation within a few days and expand that circle of trust a bit.
Keep your fingers crossed…