Turns out that we had a lot more stuff going out of Killybegs than we had going in--and much of it was bulky stuff like blankets, pillows, yarn, fabric, and books. Much of this stuff was passed on to us from others while some was from the charity shop. All of it was either stuff we needed (pillows, blankets, sweaters I had made since I left almost all my winter clothes behind in Maine) or things I was not willing to give up (books, yarn, and fabric). We were grateful for the help! The plan was that one friend (OG) would be driving another friend's larger vehicle since he has a small Skoda. Most of our stuff, along with Bill and myself, would be in that vehicle with him. Another friend (JOB) would ride in his smaller vehicle with his brother. Last minute stuff would ride with them. We would be in Moville at 2, where we would sign the lease, get the keys, and unload.
When it was time to go, JOB said he and his brother had to make a stop and would meet us there. Off they went. OG followed a few minutes later. We did not make it far when the noise started. It was a nasty scraping sort of noise. The vehicle had, just the previous week, come out of the mechanic's shop after having two springs replaced. This mechanic was just off the main road so OG turned off and pulled into his lot. The guy came out and said there was too much stuff in the vehicle and, because the previous owner had put on "cool" oversized tires, the plastic on the wheel wells (or whatever it is called) was scraping the tires. He offered a trailer, but there was no trailer hitch or tow bar on the vehicle, so there was nothing else to do but go back to the Old Coast Guard Station, wincing at that scraping noise as we rode over every bump--and since we were going on back roads, there were many bumps. Once we got there, OG pushed down one of the back seats in his little Skoda and we started piling stuff in there. We fit almost all of it in too, only leaving a few blankets, some plants, a large, but light, box, and the two big heavy suitcases. We left again and drove through rain, drizzle, a hailstorm, and mist for one hour and forty minutes, driving into Moville under a sunny blue sky. As they like to say, you can have all 4 seasons in one day here.
Next morning we went to the letting agent's office as soon as they opened and told them about the problems. Then we went and got coffee!! They told Michael, who takes care of stuff for them. He showed up that afternoon and was puzzled. He called electricians. They were coming from Letterkenny but it would take a couple of hours. We went and got some food for supper and spent a few minutes sitting by the water, just to feel the peace.
|photo by Bill Burke|
The next morning he showed up with some guys who took the old fridge away. He told me he could not find a new one that was the right size so he was bringing up one from downstairs (there is an office down there) but it had "a little frost" in the freezer compartment. I said I would defrost it before plugging it in. They all left and I heated water to put inside to speed things up. I opened the freezer compartment and saw that "a little frost" was actually enough to almost completely fill the space! There was just enough room on one side for me to stick a shallow container of hot water in there. It took all day to defrost it.
In the meantime, OG and a couple of other friends showed up with the rest of our stuff, so I was carrying stuff up, making coffee, chatting, and defrosting the freezer. We ended up getting a sandwich from the takeaway that night. I was so tired. And I held my breath when the freezer was finally defrosted and I plugged in the fridge! Thankfully it did not trip the circuit and we could bring the milk in from the window ledge! I was not sorry when that day ended!