The embassy has finally gotten back to us: we have a visa. They have asked for James's passport, no additional documentation or evidence required. This is them unofficially admitting fallibility. The best possible outcome. We win.
Tomorrow, James's passport gets couriered to the embassy. The conservative estimate of when we should get it back is Monday.
I was enraged this morning. At the situation. At the attorneys. At being jerked around. Now I'm just trying to come down. It's exhausting, utterly. I feel like I've been beat up.
Tonight, though, I get to go to the National Gallery with Gareth and see his film, The Bandit King, as it gets its first public showing as winner of a recent contest they had. It's the film I worked continuity on.
I can't wait.
So....how was the film received?
Beth Ballingall
food lover : world traveller : gamer : New Yorker : twenty-something : former Londoner : handbag lover : erstwhile soprano : geek
Congrats on the visa -- but I'm a little miffed Gareth didn't tell me the film was on!