On February 23, 2019 I was finally able to pick Seamus up from the VW specialist, complete with safety papers, a licence plate (another one, since I left the first set I bought 2 hours away in my house and had to go to the ministry to buy a second set for the trip home) and snacks for me to eat while driving. I can’t wait for winter to end so I can get in this bus and drive it around. And special thanks to my friend Ed who picked me up at almost the crack of morning (but a bit later than that) to drive me all the way to Welland to pick Seamus up.

The trip home was freezing. Despite the massive amount of dollars I spent on a defrost system (and heat system) which is required for it to pass the safety, the term ‘heat’ is not as one would expect. Heat in the bus consists of barely enough of a trickle spilling onto the windscreen to keep it defrosted. This is not a winter vehicle. My ankles were near frozen off my legs after 3 hours driving home. I only went about 80 kms / hour so as not to tax the bus too much, so what was a 2 hour drive there, was at least a 3 hour drive back home. I was high on fumes and had a two day headache, I’m sure I’m a few brain cells short as well but I’m over the moon. It’s my bus and I love it, and who needs heat in the summer? And I’ll be driving with the windows down in the summer so I don’t need to worry about the fumes either.

This is him in my driveway. I started him up a week after I got him home and he grumbled and complained, but started with some coaxing. LOVE does not describe how I feel about this darn bus.