Getting a German Visa

We spend over four hours in the waiting room at the immigration office today (yes – we had an appointment).  It’s not the most exciting place to be spending your time – too worried that if you go to the bathroom, you’ll miss having your name called or your number appearing on the screen.

Hanging out at the immigration office waiting room isn’t a part of living in a new country that you really think about… until you have to do it.

It reminds me of spending the day at the Denver DMV to get my driver’s license.  But longer.

I feel pretty lucky to report that as I share the good, the bad, and the bits and pieces between in creating a life abroad, it’s gosh darn lucky that the biggest “bad” to date is sitting in a waiting room.

Have a great Thursday.

(Image of park statute for Making This Home)