I returned home a few weeks ago from Montreal. The funeral was hard – but is there ever really an easy funeral?
To get my mind of things I’ve turned my mind back to my trip to China. I am driving to the city today to apply for my visa. What a hassle this is going to be. They really make you jump through hoops to get it.
First there is the 4 page application requesting every detail of my life including the names and occupation of every member of my immediate family. An invitation letter from my boyfriend’s mother inviting me to china. A copy of her ID and a pretty heft check.
The invitation letter was a nightmare. My boyfriend mother, who I am staying with while in China, does not speak a lick of English. I had to write my invitation letter myself so it would include all the information the China consulate requested. Have the boyfriend translate it into Mandarin. He then emailed it to his mother to approve. His mother had to get her Niece’s husband to print it off for her to sign, then run around their small (well at 3 million people its small for China) city to find a place where he could scan the copy of the letter and her ID and email it back to us.
Before I head to the consulate I had to go to Black’s and get new visa photos as the ones I had done for India are too old -14 months old. I learned my lesson when I went to India. Only get my photos done at Black’s. I did my first India photos at Shoppers and they were rejected because my photo wasnt done correctly. However, Black garrentees that they are done right or they give you your money back. shoppers doesnt.
Well off I go now.