It's the sound of the "Slow Boat to Dushanbe" finally coming into port!
Our stuff arrived all in one surprising 24 hour period, both the many, many boxes of household effects from Vladivostok, and the many, many boxes of consumables sent from southern California. (And the car is apparently in town, still in process, but there is some hope of a workaround on the tinted windows law. [Hey, it's still Central Asia -- if it were all airtight bureaucracy and no workarounds, wouldn't it just be Germany?])
What's that other noise now, you ask?
The sound of Dan praising the heavens that only a small fraction of the wine and beer burst or forced their bottle tops, despite the -30C temperatures reported by the truck driver who delivered the goods through much of Eurasia to us. And now what you're probably hearing is Dan popping open a bottle to enjoy while he happily sets to work organizing all of that beer and the other food items down in our basement.
Lots of unpacking and organizing going on inna Biiiig Dushanbe today!
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A toast!
There's something to be said for the old days of Pony Express riders and stagecoaches. But they still had to out run indians instead of showing their papers at a customs office. Congrats on the arrival!
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