As we did not have enough items to fill an entire shipping container (the director's house is partially furnished), our goods were loaded into giant wooden crates so that they wouldn't bang around inside the container in transit. The port officials were kind enough to be convinced to come to our house for the opening and inspection of the crates, which eliminated the cringing spectre of half-open cardboard boxes strewn all over a truck bed being paraded through town.
So now, our house is covered in an ever-diminishing stack of boxes. The kids are getting tired of every weekend being filled with daddy assembling furniture, but they're a very patient lot! As soon as it's all done being set up, I'll post some more pictures.
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