"To lose the earth you know, for greater knowing; to lose the life you have, for greater life; to leave the friends you loved, for greater loving; to find a land more kind than home, more large than earth"
Thomas Wolfe

Monday, September 21, 2009

Twelve



Luca turned 12, Friday, Sept. 18th 2009. We are so proud of him.
We had to postpone his party planned for that evening due to weather. We'll have a soccer field for the boys (no girls this year) and a parrilla for everyone else on October 2nd.
We had a cake and went out for dinner for a mini celebration. All good.
See 'ya.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Package Secured


We've had a bit of an adventure retrieving a package sent from the states. Gifts, requests for some things we've been missing were finally on their way.
I was happy when UPS showed up, but confused when they had me sign for just the paperwork.
We would need to visit customs at the airport to pick up our package.
So off we went to Carrasco Airport, visit customs and take home our little bundle. Not-so-fast, there would be charges to pay; a tariff, taxes, extortion whatever, but that wouldn't be the worst news. We'd need a handler of such things. A licensed guy who deals with customs; a "despayante de aduana". Great let's look for one of those.
We now have an idea that the 'tax' will be at least 100% of the value of the items, plus some arrival at the port, clearing customs bs tax and whatever fee some handler wants. This can vary we were told.
Back at home we called UPS, their guy could pick it up for around U$200. Huh? This is getting out of control. It was kind of heavy (around 16 kilos), but how much to send it back? They can't say, the sender has to request it.
In the end the best plan was to pay and learn a lesson. My friend has a friend who does this sort or thing. We went to his office by the port, they looked over the paperwork and declared it shouldn't be more than U$400 in total. You know, when you think you're looking at life, 10 to 15 doesn't sound so bad when you hear it after all.
Thanks for the stuff.
Pancakes anyone?
Oh that? It's a 1971 Jensen Interceptor I spotted on the street back in Brooklyn.