I’ve lost my marbles. No, seriously, a recent relocation lost all my professional docs.
Of course getting them reissued would be anything but simple. From affadavits, to verification letters to certified copies – I knew it was going to be a bureaucratic nightmare.
Having no choice I called the embassy in Abu Dhabi, confirmed their operating hours and set off on a Thursday ( YOUR Friday) to go see the people at the embassy.
Go with me to Abu Dhabi, my first port of entry stamp in my passport for the ME and G’s place of birth.
Keeping kids entertained during a long drive can be all sorts of hell, luckily my kid likes reading the business section of the newspaper, doing the crossword and sudoku and journaling to keep occupied. 😍
Listening to Bruno Mars, Maroon 5, Sting and Boys2Men and singing at the top of your lungs makes a great road trip!
Of course it turned out to be a waste of time since the lovely lady on the phone forgot to tell me they were closed because of Freedom Day celebrations. The next day!
The chicken was broasted, the drinks were cold and the fries were meh.😕
Time to head back home, G was wiped and slept for the return trip.
G’s had enough! Lights out!
The return trip was worse traffic wise since everyone was heading to their homes on the farm. It’s a thing here. People work in the big cities but have farms where they leave their families and return during the weekend.
A long, tiring trip with nothing good achieved. I still have to get my docs signed, sealed and delivered so will take another trip to AUH soon.
Until next I blog,