Yes, we made it!! Just. The crates were brought out to us at 17.30 and we rode out of the airport customs area at 20.15. Putting the necessary bits together in total darkness, with dozens of Indians just watching us, was interesting. Tomorrow, we have to re-install my Rox risers, our screens and handlebar guards. So one more day here before we leave Delhi. Then we can leave fresh and ready for a new adventure.
We only wish the taxi driver we hired today truly understood what we told him: his service was fantastic and our only positive experience in over a week. And he was the only reliable person we’ve come across for the past 4 days. We got into his cab at the closed petrol station behind the customs warehouse. He dropped us off at the airport so that we could get more Rupees to pay for the absolutely exhorbitant warehouse fees. One call to him when we were ready, (one “missed call” as they call it, ie we call and hang up before he responds = time for him to pick us up again) and a couple of minutes later, he was there.
We also wish the customs guy who did most of the running around getting various photocopies of the same document, and re-writing the same information, time and time again, knew that we felt so sorry for him and were grateful for his assistance. It was not his fault the system is so broken and ridiculous.
So the 3 of us are going back tomorrow morning to thank him.
It will be 11 days since we arrived in Delhi before we leave so we think we will simply make a slow way across to the Myanmar border now.
We will be documenting some of what we have gone through for various travellers and biking forums and making some recommendations, but otherwise, none of you need to be subjected to what we have been through as we are wish to remain as positive as possible, so…
End of Delhi Customs saga.
But not before I mention that Anthony had to make a trip to the Customs sick bay having bashed his head on an overhang in a stairwell and cut his head open. No stitches required thank goodness but a tetanus jab.
The most positive part of this whole experience has been meeting our fellow traveller Kristjan. Of a similar age and professional background to us, we have been able to open up to each other in a way that normally takes months or years to develop in a conventional situation. As we have found before, when you travel with others, and experience various situations (whether difficult or not but often intense), your emotions are raw and true. Something Anthony and I both treasure. But it is not that often you meet someone you feel on the same wavelength on so many levels.
Post and hopefully photos of Agra next!!!!! And some photos of this afternoon/evening when can – our internet won’t allow us to upload photos here…