It did not happen as expected, with yet another day of delays after expecting to pick it up yesterday, but finally today, at the last hour of the day - 9pm - I was able to pick up the finished truck. Tomorrow I pay for it. It was wonderful to be mobile again and whizz past the kilometres of road that we have walked countless times now. On arriving back at the base I sounded the horn to let everyone know... but they were all already yelling and screaming for joy and relief that we once again had our transport back. Finally we are mobile again, and just because we now could, everyone piled into the truck and we headed out for a trip around the town, travelling from one side of the city to the other, along the coast and in the back-blocks, stopping at both of the known lookouts over the city to enjoy the views of the bay and the lights before us. What joy it was to only sit and let the engine (and gearbox) do its job of moving us along. Never have I enjoyed motorised transport so much as now, after walking everywhere for three weeks from a place that is over 6 kilometres from the city. Mobility is such a wonderful thing. And we are mobile once again. Yahoo!