Today ended a lengthy period of anxiety in my preparation for this trip. I've been awaiting my passport's delivery for over a week now. Even more so, I'd been waiting for it for more than a month before that...only to realize it had been shipped to the wrong address. Rejected by my campus apartment. And sent back to NYC. To a high-security office with no direct lines to the public. You can imagine my panic on Christmas Eve when I realized it may not be in my hands by January 9th... And, of course, no offices are open on that day. Or for the rest of the week, in my case.
After many emails, a $30 phone call, two nightmares, and a very cheesy (but effective) letter to the consular, I have received my passport at my home address. Visa stamp and all. [For future reference--the visa timeline is very long.] Now I can continue to worry about my suitcase and its contents... which are arguably equally, if not more, important.
I'm going to London, ya'll.
Whooo hooo!!!!!! London.. here you come! :-)
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