After living in beautiful Aizawl, the capital of the state of Mizoram (remote NE India) for three delightful years, we “shifted: (as they say in these parts) to the plains city of Guwahati.
I dreaded the thought of the moving of our “stuff.” We first located a place to locate in Guwahati and then I flew to Aizawl, employed a couple young fellows to dismantle the dismantleables and to create crates for the fragiles.
I was fortunate to have the generous help and advise from a couple of our good friends in Aizawl to engage lories to make the 525 km (18 hours) trip down the precarious mountain trail to Guwahati. After approaching several offices which gave me the impression that everything was going well till I showed up with some business—we agreed on a price for two of the biggest trucks available. They would also provide the muscle to load the trucks—with neither trolleys nor ramps!
A couple observations were of interest. The amount of weight the loaders could transport on their heads was incredible. Two others would hoist the boxes up and one fellow would take off with it on his head! But just as incredible was the inability to lift things with their arms and shoulders. I could out lift any two of them by just picking things up!
The second fascinating observation was that the two drivers—of considerable physique—never lifted their hands or head to anything. They were simply stand-byers with the usual expert counsel of spectators (or sports casters)!
Oh well, three days later everything arrived and, contrary to the naysayers, furniture and “stuff” arrived in great shape.
I dreaded the thought of the moving of our “stuff.” We first located a place to locate in Guwahati and then I flew to Aizawl, employed a couple young fellows to dismantle the dismantleables and to create crates for the fragiles.
I was fortunate to have the generous help and advise from a couple of our good friends in Aizawl to engage lories to make the 525 km (18 hours) trip down the precarious mountain trail to Guwahati. After approaching several offices which gave me the impression that everything was going well till I showed up with some business—we agreed on a price for two of the biggest trucks available. They would also provide the muscle to load the trucks—with neither trolleys nor ramps!
A couple observations were of interest. The amount of weight the loaders could transport on their heads was incredible. Two others would hoist the boxes up and one fellow would take off with it on his head! But just as incredible was the inability to lift things with their arms and shoulders. I could out lift any two of them by just picking things up!
The second fascinating observation was that the two drivers—of considerable physique—never lifted their hands or head to anything. They were simply stand-byers with the usual expert counsel of spectators (or sports casters)!
Oh well, three days later everything arrived and, contrary to the naysayers, furniture and “stuff” arrived in great shape.
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hey Ray,
You still there in Aizawl?
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