After forgetting my passport photos at home, missing an appointment by fifteen minutes, and somehow managing to get through the red tape despite having to pay the $63 fee in cash and forgetting photocopies of some documents, I finally have my visa. It took four trips, involving numerous waits outside in the cold (they only open the doors to the consulate every half hour) and the development of a real mutual hatred between me and the security guard, but it is done.
The real highlight of the whole experience was the postcard taped to the window of the guy I gave my documents to. An advertisement for an art show, it featured a photograph of a bathtub with a hand draped limply over the side. These people really know how to encourage American tourism, eh? Or maybe they are just trying to remind us that bureaucracy is a real improvement from revolutionary intrigue.

Published in: on December 30, 2008 at 5:01 pm  Leave a Comment  

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