(This might sound like complaining. I’m going to a call it A Rant.)
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, having a cross-cultural marriage in a third country results in a life complicated by various visa/passport/immigration issues.
This past month, I have fought a losing battle against bureaucracy. Today was a small, but important victory.
To import our car from the USA, we needed to do many things including 3 notarized documents, one export, one import and jump through about 15 other paperwork hoops. Happy that I had everything in order, I went to the Ministry of Transportation two fridays ago, and was turned away. Again I went last wednesday, more paper in hand. Again I was sent away to collect more documents. At my wits end, I stood on line for an hour again yesterday, and was declined (tears were imminent). After myriad phone calls, tons of money in shipping documents back and forth…today I finally got the Ontario license plate for the car! This may seem insignificant, but it really is one small step for mankind!
(Ie, getting me status in India)
I also lost round 5 of The Battle of Indian Immigration. To spare you the gory details, after $200 of mailing documents across the continent several times, the Embassy in country #1 still refuses my application unless Embassy in country #2 “attests” our marriage certificate. And country #2 won’t do it because of jurisdiction issues. Maybe it’s time for a courthouse wedding. Just kidding. Kind of.
Next step: go to the Embassy (again), wait on line for a few hours (again) and try to get someone to help me. On a positive note, last time I was at the Indian Embassy I was told, “Now you’re Indian”. So. there you have it. (I just need that in writing…with a raised seal…)