My visa is real. I mean, really real. I mean, at the Embassy (after some prodigious queuing) they smiled and said that everything was fine and it was going to be real, but it was only once they’d posted my passport back to me (+$30 delivery fee) could I actually see that it was really real. This has several implications:
- My goodbyes have probably not been premature
- I really need to not lose my passport before Wednesday
- Assuming the above, I’ll be moving country on Wednesday. Eep!
Some more goodbyes, then:
Nice problem to have: at the bottom of a very large pile of paper, I discovered a Watersones gift card. Despite it being 2014, you’re not able to check the balance online, so I duly trooped into Waterstones Piccadilly to check how much was on there. Answer: £50! For books! Ah, but the sting in the tail – obviously I can’t just go around buying heavy books to lug across the Atlantic. Bottom line: if it’s your birthday coming up, I’ve got you a book. Hope that’s OK.
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There is a somewhat decent collection of fiction available at the Trickey library should you wish to borrow a printed ‘good read’!
Thank you! And Christa Bloom has given me ‘Division Street America’ as a good start to Chicago reading… I can’t wait.