July 3, 2018
Losing it
Lost and Found
At the start of this journal, I briefly mentioned that we are having an issue with getting rid of the Jetta at the end of the summer: we (I, most likely) lost the title to the car. The probable cause was sloppiness in cleaning out files and unneeded paperwork when we downsized. Frustrating, and more so because trying to get a replacement is proving to be a pain in the tailpipe. DMV charges about $90 for a replacement title, and it takes about 45 days. We submitted our application in March, before leaving for Greece; but when we returned home we found out it had been rejected because DMV thinks Volkswagen has a lien on the car. Apparently we don’t own it after all. To get a title, we’ll have to provide a statement from VW disavowing an interest.
Our theory is that this stems back to the original purchase - we think we took advantage of a zero interest offer for the first year, and didn’t pay it off until that period expired. Something apparently went amiss fifteen years ago, and DMV never got the message.
VW agrees that they don’t have an interest, but things are going slowly on that front and we haven’t received documentation yet. In all likelihood we won’t get it before leaving town this weekend. Meaning we won’t resubmit our title application until we return in August, and won’t have a title until after leaving for Europe. So, we’re making plans for what to do with the car for five months this fall, since we can’t sell or donate it in time. So all of that is quite vexing.
We actually lost a number of things during the move and the months afterwards. We’ve never really gotten an effective system for keeping track of our belongings when we’ve moved from one temporary home to another. It’s been the hardest thing about being homeless for us.
This week has been more of the same on that front; and in fact we’re both losing our minds over here. Last week I lost my new long sleeved cycling jersey, something I haven’t mentioned before. I was embarrassed to mention it because it’s a replacement for one I lost Not long ago - in France last fall I think, but I’ve forgotten now. I’ve done some mental and physical backtracking of our activities this past week, without success. Very discouraging.
We started packing for Canada this afternoon, and Rachael couldn’t find her rain boots. We looked everywhere, and unpacked everything, without success. Very discouraging.
Finally, I found one unexplored nook - under a bench in the hallway. They were under there! Apparently they’d gotten kicked or shoved beneath it somehow. Next to them was the missing jersey.
We enjoyed a blissful ten minutes or so, basking in the glow of finding our missing belongings and feeling like maybe we’re not senescent yet after all. Until we started looking for our passports. Ten minutes later, we’re still looking and starting to panic. They’re not where I thought I put them, nor anywhere else we could think of. Finally with great relief we found them - in my bike bag already, packed and ready to go. I remember now that I put them there the first thing when we checked in so we wouldn’t screw up and arrive at the Canadian border without them.
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Still no car title though. But, brain flash, I think I may know where it is. Looking for the passport and finding I’d intentionally hidden it from myself makes me think I may have done that what the car title also. I’ll bet it’s in our safe deposit box at the bank, and I forgot I put it there so it wouldn’t get lost. I can’t wait until Thursday to find out.
Mount Tabor
Meanwhile, back to the camera. It was a bit unnerving to have a spoiled batch from a brand new camera, so I’m still experimenting with it. I bought a new memory card, hoping that this is the issue, and plan to use the camera in the coming days and watch for a recurrence of the problem. Today I went out on my own in the neighborhood again, and then up to Mount Tabor.
So far, so good.
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A Postscript
I forgot that there’s more to the saga of the lost items. Soon after checking into our new Airbnb, Rachael realized that she had lost her prescription glasses she wears where riding. They’re a wide, large, and a bit ungainly but they’re effective windshields. Same script - look everywhere, think back on where we’ve been, get discouraged, give up. She finally ordered a new set, which she’s quite excited about - but they likely won’t arrive before we leave for Canada in a few days.
Just now, I went to put on my shoes, which I keep by the bench in the hall. Next to them were her missing glasses! They must have also been under the bench, and were pulled out along with her rain boots and jersey. Incredible.
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I really enjoy reading your journals and am intrigued by the photo of Rachael's prescription cycling glasses. I don't wear my glasses while cycling as I'm worried about breakage. Yours look unbreakable. Are they plexiglass? Do you wear sunglasses over them or do they darken in the sunshine? I'd be interested to know where you order them from. Thanks for the information, and best wishes for your Canadian tour.
Eva
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Rachael will look into this and get back to you, but they’re quite robust. Safe from nearly everything but us. They do darken well. I think she started with a stock pair of sunglasses and had prescription lenses added, but she’ll check and let you know.
Cheers,
Scott
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If we meet on August 3, our friends and fellow Bike Friday riders, the Perrins, could join us for dinner. I believe you have corresponded with Roland a few times in the last year or so. They have recently returned from a six week tour in Greece, so you might enjoy comparing notes.
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Could you send me an email with your phone number, so we can reach you in case something comes up at the last minute?
Also, back on Rachael’s glasses. They’re Oakley Flak sunglass frames, with prescription lenses.
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I'm glad it all turned up, and I'm interested to hear whether the title is in the safe deposit box.
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Nope, no title. Permanently lost, apparently.
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