So we had an interview with the US
consulate at 8:30 AM. They suggested we arrive 10 minutes early – which we did.
I was hoping for a nice cup of coffee with
the US consul who would exchange pleasantries - welcome me to America and thank
me for my interest in coming to his great country.
It was a complete Goat Fuck. The lobby was
crammed with hordes of desperate souls clutching their pathetic scraps of paper
which they hoped would admit them to the Land of the Free.
Apparently – as we discovered – all appointments
are made for 8:30. The security guard told us there were 30 such appointments.
Clearly they have modeled this on the
Austrian system – which we have experienced on a number of occasions.
We lined up for 20 minutes to get through
security – then joined another line to get a hearing with Frau Grimm as to why
we were intent on bothering the very busy US Consulate on this particular day.
Eventually we were seated and were then
able to listen to the pathetic stories of all those who went before us as they
gave their pitches to the Consul – who stood behind a (no doubt bullet-proof)
glass screen listening to their tales of woe.
Hmmm…. No sit down in an office – no cup of
coffee.
My favorite was the man whose house was
being repossessed by GMAC although he had paid as much as he could and was down
to his last dime and desperately needed to get to the USA for a hearing on 26
April to stop his house from being sold for a song. He got his wish.
Our turn – when it came – was extremely pleasant. The very nice
man had a few jokes with us – asked a few questions – approved our visa
applications and gave us back our passports so that we could go house hunting.
Unfortunately I have to go back there on 8
April to drop in our passports. At least now I know what to expect.