10 days remaining on my visa.
We got up at 6am, took our showers, and luckily
caught a direct bus to Envigado.
I told Teresa I had a good idea. I decided we should explore renewing my visa
from the other direction. I told her we
should stop at Immigration in Belen so she could find out what we need to
do. And if it was easier, she could ask
about the Marriage Visa. (Now I know it
isn’t that easy getting married to a gringo.
Like the US you can get married in the church or in a government office
but in that case I would need an Apostilled copy and Spanish copy of all the
pages of my two previous divorce agreements, not older than 30 days.) I understand you can also go to a notary and
sign some document that basically says you live together and that, I believe,
satisfies the government’s requirements for a Marriage Visa. And it’s good for 3 years.
I was so tired of walking up and down hills over
the last 3 days we took a taxi up to the same clinic in Envigado.
Once inside, for the first time I noticed the
“take a number” machine next to the front door.
We took one – 35 – and they were on turn number 303. ???
After about a 15 minute wait we went down a different hallway from
yesterday and sat down in another small waiting area with about 15 other
people. After a couple people went ahead
of us we went into a small room – the size of a closet, really – where there
were 3 “stations”. At the 2nd
station a young lady drew my blood and we were out in 5 minutes.
I added 20mil to my cell phone at one of the
local Gana booths. They primarily sell
lottery tickets.
We walked a couple blocks away to Lena y Carbon for breakfast. Teresa had fish and I had calentao and coffee. I informed Teresa that both the rice and the
beans were cold but I didn’t want to send it back although I hope to remember
next time to tell them that I want them hot.
We walked down the hill to Exito where we bought
a few things for 59,360 we needed but forgot to buy salad dressing and bread.
We caught a bus back to the finca after a 10
minute wait but all the seats were taken and I was about 3 inches taller than
the roof of the bus. Teresa motioned for
me to sit on the floor next to the front door.
I did but I must have been sitting over the gearbox or something because
my bottom started getting hot. After
about 30 minutes I got up and stood on one step down closer to the front
door. Traffic was heavy – I soon found
out that a bridge we had to go over had one of the two lanes closed due to
construction.
We got back to the finca undetected by the
killer dogs.
Laura left about 5pm.
Teresa and I watched Abandoned and then Prey.
We were both very tired so we went to bed at
10pm.
T-shirt of the day: Military woman.
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