17 July
We left Balboa at 6:15 this morning and headed across the isthmus to Colon. It was an interesting drive getting onto the toll road, as drivers don't like giving way or an inch of roadway. Norm has gone native in his driving technique and had an accident at a toll booth. After getting stuck behind him and people getting made at us for not moving through the ONLY toll booth, the folks in charge realized it might be smart to open another booth. Once the backlog thinned out, we were able to pay our toll and get through the other booth, while Norm and the Panamanian figured out how to resolve the accident. Apparently the guy was demanding $300 dollars from Norm. Norm told the guy he only had $2 and eventually after much arguing the guy accepted Norm's $2. Norm was quite pleased with himself.
We got to the shipping terminal at 8 am after Norm finally figured out where we were supposed to be. Picture following the leader with RVs through morning rush hour traffic at the docks. Roger and Sandra did their excellent jobs driving, despite Norm making an extremely last minute exit that almost resulted in Roger rear ending Sandra. But Roger listens well to when I say Woah, WOAH!
After a lot of paperwork running around by all vehicle drivers, we left the RVs. Fortunately while we were waiting it was discovered that our generator wasn't working. Mr Fix-it (Ben) hadn't left our group yet, so we gave Ben one last job. He and Roger couldn't figure out what was wrong. Roger had to go with Norm to do paperwork. It was really bugging Ben that he hadn't solved the problem, so with my tool assistance he figured out what was wrong. Apparently a screw had come loose and shorted out the generator's electricity to the entire unit. Lucky for us there wasn't a fire, as the short was under our bed. [Mom, we haven't run the generator while sleeping, just to get the microwave running and occasionally to run the ac, so please don't worry.]
While Roger was getting the RV inspected for the umpteenth time he was talking with a guy who's family lives in Chile and they are in the market for an RV. Roger gave the guy his E-Mail address, so hopefully we can sell the RV without too many headaches in Chile. After seeing what a pain it is to ship one, Roger is not of the mindset to voluntarily ship ours back to the USA, without trying to sell it first.
We left Balboa at 6:15 this morning and headed across the isthmus to Colon. It was an interesting drive getting onto the toll road, as drivers don't like giving way or an inch of roadway. Norm has gone native in his driving technique and had an accident at a toll booth. After getting stuck behind him and people getting made at us for not moving through the ONLY toll booth, the folks in charge realized it might be smart to open another booth. Once the backlog thinned out, we were able to pay our toll and get through the other booth, while Norm and the Panamanian figured out how to resolve the accident. Apparently the guy was demanding $300 dollars from Norm. Norm told the guy he only had $2 and eventually after much arguing the guy accepted Norm's $2. Norm was quite pleased with himself.
We got to the shipping terminal at 8 am after Norm finally figured out where we were supposed to be. Picture following the leader with RVs through morning rush hour traffic at the docks. Roger and Sandra did their excellent jobs driving, despite Norm making an extremely last minute exit that almost resulted in Roger rear ending Sandra. But Roger listens well to when I say Woah, WOAH!
After a lot of paperwork running around by all vehicle drivers, we left the RVs. Fortunately while we were waiting it was discovered that our generator wasn't working. Mr Fix-it (Ben) hadn't left our group yet, so we gave Ben one last job. He and Roger couldn't figure out what was wrong. Roger had to go with Norm to do paperwork. It was really bugging Ben that he hadn't solved the problem, so with my tool assistance he figured out what was wrong. Apparently a screw had come loose and shorted out the generator's electricity to the entire unit. Lucky for us there wasn't a fire, as the short was under our bed. [Mom, we haven't run the generator while sleeping, just to get the microwave running and occasionally to run the ac, so please don't worry.]
While Roger was getting the RV inspected for the umpteenth time he was talking with a guy who's family lives in Chile and they are in the market for an RV. Roger gave the guy his E-Mail address, so hopefully we can sell the RV without too many headaches in Chile. After seeing what a pain it is to ship one, Roger is not of the mindset to voluntarily ship ours back to the USA, without trying to sell it first.
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