I love my bike. I love my bike so much I sent it on a trip to New Zealand and back.
I havenâ€™t seen my bike since the start of October and now I just want her back. We have been apart for far too long. But Iâ€™m having massive problems getting her back. I sent her to NZ when I was going to be moving back there last year. Circumstances changed and Iâ€™m now back in the UK, but unfortunately Donkey made the trip to NZ, sat on the dock for over a month then was finally loaded on a ship and returned to the UK on the 7th of April. It is now the end of the month and Iâ€™m nowhere near being able to ride her.
I am currently having a â€œdebateâ€ with my shipping company over costs. They have been absolutely shit when it comes to communicating with me and Iâ€™ve had to chase them up constantly over the past 5 months to find out what has been going on. They now want me to pay Â£1200 before I can get her (along with other household items). This is Â£400 more than it cost to ship her out in the first placeâ€¦ and Iâ€™m not happy about it. I wouldnâ€™t have minded if I had known 5 months ago how much it was going cost, but to surprise me with it, and considering the lack of service they have provided, Iâ€™m arguing over some of the fees they are charging me.
I could just pay it all and be done with it, have my bike and all my stuff, thus ending a chapter of my life that ended unfortunately. But, damn it, Iâ€™ve decided to not accept the poor way Iâ€™ve been treated. Iâ€™m being stubborn. I might get nowhere, and I accept that, but Iâ€™m not going down without a fight.
I want my bike. I want to ride, and I want to prepare properly for my trip with Tristan. I will get there eventually, finally being reunited with Donkey and happily hitting the road again.
There is nothing quite like getting out on a bike you are very familiar with. Donkey and I have been some great places together and will be going to some even more amazing places in the future.
Iâ€™m going to sulk now.