Continued from last post. ............I hadn't seen the suitcase I packed everything in for more that a few moments. When it was unloaded from the plane and put on the baggage claim, I couldn't recognize it. I knew it was black but so were seventy percent of the other bags. I started picking up the one I thought was mine only to realize when I peeked inside, that it wasn't mine. I knew I couldn't keep looking into other people's luggage or I might be arrested, so I waited until they were almost gone and then finally saw mine. The customs dept. near my baggage claim was closed so I had to go to the other end of the terminal to the other customs department that was open. There are three colors to the entrances, blue, green and red. I had to go to the red one because I was coming from outside the UK and I had things to declare. I figured that they might not let anything go past. First, the sub had meat and cheese in it, The carrot cake had a cream cheese frosting, and the Italian pastries, like the ricotta cannolies had dairy products. So I was sweating that it all might be taken away and I would end up at Hugh's house empty handed. By the time all this had taken place, everyone from the plane had long gone. I entered the red door of customs with no one in front of me. As I entered the first room, there was a desk with a computer and other electronic equipment on it. No one behind it. I figured this was the preliminary check and the place where they really go through everything was around the corner. I called out "Hello" several times but there was no response. So I went around the corner to where I thought I would really get checked out and there was nothing there. I kept walking forward and calling out, but still no response, no one in sight. Before I knew it, I was walking out of the terminal. So what I was REALLY sweating, never happened.
I caught the bus from Enterprise car rental and went to their place. Instead of the Toyota they promised, they got me a VW Golf diesel. They run a check around the car with you first to show you there is nothing wrong with the car. I kept thinking that It probably won't look this good by the time I get through with it. I got in the car and began to set things up. It was then that I fully realized how much trouble I was in before i even got started. I was plenty scared about driving on the other side of the road. I knew that the fewer my distractions, the better off I would be concentrating on driving. And that's where all the trouble started. Looking at the car I was very thankful Hard Top and the others talked me into getting an automatic. This alone might be the reason I am sitting here now. Then this was a new car. I don't own a new car or anything near it. EVERYTHING is electronically controlled. I can handle this but it takes alot of time to see where everything is and how it works. Great if you got half a day but I know Hugh was on his way to the point where we would meet. I know, I'll do it on the fly (yeah, SURE. After being up for almost 2 days?) That's ok, I just rely heavily on the gps (sat nav). Hugh gave me the postal code, I'll just plug it in and I'll be on my way. REALLY?. I plug in the code and it doesn't recognize it. Code not found. Now what? This is what I was depending on. Its ok. I'll figure it out. If I get lost, I'll just use my phone. REALLY? I borrowed this smart phone from my friend because it was unlocked and I could buy a sim card in the UK and install it when I get there, which I did. A wonder THAT went smoothly. Three os the guys gave me their numbers so I can call them. I'll just put the numbers in a place where I can find them when I need them BULLSXXX. Think I could remember where I put them. Remember, no sleep. That's really no problem. I didn't have the time to figure out how to use the phone anyway. I'll just do that on the fly also. WHILE I'M DRIVING. Hugh's waiting. Got to get going. I'll just start, what else could possibly go wrong? I carefully pull out from the parking spot and approach the lift gate at the exit of the car rental. I stop. The car stalls out. Why did I do that? They'll think I'm stupid and don't know how to drive. The lift gate opens and I approach the first round about. I come to a stop. I want to make sure I'm looking in the right direction. The car stalls out. I get nuts in the head. I KNOW I didn't do that. I take my foot off the break and the car starts up again. OH, WANNA PLAY GAMES, HUH? Then I remember the attendant telling me this was a gas saving feature and I could disable it. Takes 3 or 4 minutes before I find the button to do this and there's 5 cars behind me. None of them beep!!! So the forum guys were RIGHT. A better breed of driver over here.
I foolishly risk my life and the lives of others trying to drive with no sleep. HOW STUPID OF ME!!!!!!!!!!. I'll never do that again no matter what.
Hugh meets me at a Travel lodge car park where we transfer my stuff to his car. I'm late but he is kind and patient with me and I do appreciate it. A really nice guy. I almost fall asleep in his car on the way back to his house.
Something I forgot to tell Nick. When you dropped me off in the car park and left, (when I was going to BMG'S house), as you were leaving the lot, there were several people eating outside, mostly younger guys and girls, about 15 of them. All of them stopped eating and talking and excitedly looked at your car passing by. You had EVERYONE'S attention!!!!! Frankie