So the past month and a half as been absolutely chaotic for me, Kai has been oblivious to it all. Her main objective is to bask in all the beautiful weather we’ve been blessed with as of late. Understandable. While immersing myself completely in setting up my business here, I noticed that I haven’t heard from the Consulate in NYC about picking up our visas. “No worries”, I thought, “I’m sure they’ll contact me soon enough..” Well one week turned into two turned into four turned into six, and still no word on the visas nearly 2 months after the visa interview. I was finally able to get in touch with the kind guy that interviewed me and he told me simply, “It’s August in France, you won’t get your visas for a while.” -dramatic music- There’s really nothing I can say at that point. The French Administration has left the building… for six weeks! Funnily enough, whenever I brought up the topic with my French friends, they all just gave me “that” look, that reads, “Well yea, it’s August. Duh!”
So Kai and I are heading back to the States for a little while as she completes a semester at her old school and I figure this all out. I don’t have the heart to take her out of school as we wait for the visas to arrive. An impasse if ever I saw one! At first I was depressed that things weren’t working out the way I imagined it would, but as days pass, I’m accepting it better. So what if I have to return.. It will only be for a few months, if that. Plus, Halloween, Thanksgiving in the States, which aren’t really celebrated out here…(These are things I tell myself to ease the blow) Sometimes it works.
Oh France, just let me love you!