Oh happy day!

I still haven't been able to shake this darn cold, and have a hacking cough that DH has described as "piercing." But today was a good day.

DH and I left for Liverpool out of Harrogate at about 11:15 this morning on the train. I was pretty tired this morning, the weather was really blustery with a sharp chill, and I was just not in my right mood. We spent the better part of the 3 hour trip staring out the train window, listening to the cacophony of conversations around us.

Once we got to Liverpool Lime St Station, we grabbed a taxi and asked him to take us to Seaforth Container Terminal. It was about a 10-15 minute ride, and at one point DH said "Look - there it is!!!"

I quickly whipped my head around and saw a little Salsa Red VW Beetle Convertible sitting up against a wire fence. Was that really my Bug? A quick look at the license plate area confirmed that at the very least, it was an American car (since we have the little plates). It was my first glimpse of my beloved car since it was taken away from me several weeks ago.

To be honest, I was worried the entire trip from Harrogate to Liverpool. I had heard lots of horror stories about cars being shipped overseas RO/RO - scratches, damage, thefts, etc. I just didn't have the strength to see dents or big scratches on my car. But sitting there up against the fence, it looked just fine.

I started to get excited, bouncing a little bit on my seat (it was one of the traditional English taxis - with the big back seat) and clapping my hands. The taxi driver started laughing, even though he didn't really have a clue where exactly we needed to go. We made our way into the dockyards (which was pretty cool), to the handling agent, and there it was. My Bug. Up against the fence. I literally ran over to have a look, carefully checking it over. No damage, no scratches, no dents, and the interior was just as clean as it had been when I handed it over. I was ecstatic!

We finished the paperwork, handed over our port charges, and took a few pictures before hopping and and driving back to Harrogate. DH drove - I'm not quite ready to take to the left side of the road yet. But that's okay. My Bug and I - we're back together again.