What do they say? A good move is one where most of your things are not broken by the time you arrive to your destination. Based on this logic, I would say that our move from New York, NY to VA Beach, VA was a success. While “successful”, we did hit a couple of bumps.
Bump 1: Truck rental issues
I reserved a 12′ truck from Budget about a month before our move. We arrived to the Budget rental location in the Bronx, but it did not have the truck that I reserved. Instead, we had an “option” of a cargo van (too small) or a 16′ truck (way too big for me to drive). Nonchalantly, the Budget representative was like driving a 16′ truck is no different than driving a 12′ truck . . . you just have to make wider turns. I was already nervous AF about drinking a 12′ truck, so I was extremely nervous about the possibility of driving an even larger truck, especially in NYC. Long story short, Budget found another truck at another location. #phew! While it worked out in the end, this experience was super stressful because the movers were reserved from 10 am to 12 pm, and there was no way that I could reschedule the appointment at that point. I figured that a two-hour buffer between picking up the truck and the arrival of the movers would have been plenty of time . . . I guess I was wrong. I think that I will write a letter to Budget about this experience. The Bronx attendant and folks in the regional office made it like it was MY problem that the location did not have a truck that I reserved weeks in advance.
Bump 2: The sketchy hotel
Rather than combining the stress of managing the logistics of a moving day followed by driving a 12′ truck for 8-10 hrs on the same day, I decided that we would have a sleepover somewhere in Delaware on Saturday and continue the road trip on Sunday. When traveling, I typically reserve one place (with a generous cancelation policy) a few weeks in advance, which gives me some time over the course of a few weeks to find a more suitable place if necessary. This time, I did not do this. Hey, there was a lot going on. When we arrived to our hotel in Dover, the hubby and I were a bit shocked by the condition of the place. I’ll take that back. While the place was super dated, the clientele was looking a bit spooky.
Ok, I’ve stayed in several seedy places during my international and domestic adventures (or rather, misadventures), and I’m normally a roll-with-the-punches kind of guy when it comes to these things. What was the difference this time? This time, all of our earthly possessions were sitting in a moving truck in the parking lot, and some of the folks staying in the “hotel” looked like they would steal from a baby to score some drugs.
Better safe than sorry. 😉
I told the hubby that we are getting the hell out of Dodge FIRST thing in the morning. By “first thing”, we left the hotel at 4:25 am.
BUMP 2.5: Waffle House
After leaving the “hotel” at 4:30 am, I saw that there was a Waffle House about 15 minutes down the route. The cool thing about the Waffle House: it’s open 24/7. . . or so I thought. Of course, this Waffle House was closed.
That said, about two hours down US 13, we found a wonderful diner near the VA-DE border.
While I’m glad that we made it safely, I still wonder if we made the right choice. I guess this nervousness will go away (hopefully) once we get settled (eg finding jobs, buying a car, and figuring out how we fit in). Although I am from Va. Beach, I have not lived here since 1998 so things are a bit different.
Question(s) for the Day?
-Any crazy/interesting moving experiences?
-If you moved to a new city, how did you settle into your new surroundings?
-Any fun plans for the weekend?