April 8, 2018
All those hours spent weaving our way through narrow streets in pueblos in Mexico, along barely wide enough “roads” that hung off of cliffs in Peru, through four lane city highways packed six cars wide….they have really paid off. After partly airing down the tires and rear suspension to meet the height limitations of the container, Derek, without even breaking a sweat, expertly backed Seymour into a glove tight shipping container, with nary a scratch nor a dent. All this without the use of side mirrors (they were folded in so that Seymour would fit), nor rearview mirror, as all you see when you look in it is our camper. There was a man in the container, behind the truck, shouting instructions to Derek, in Spanish…but Derek could neither see nor hear the man. But with the help of another worker outside of the container, Seymour officially got stuffed.
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