Saturday, January 3, 2015

Trouble in Paris

What you're about to read may seem strange, and make no sense to you at all, you;re about to see what life is like, Through the Beard!


We are interrupting the regular planned posting of this blog to bring you breaking news!


Many of you will know, because I told you about it and I doubt there are many strangers reading this blog...yet...that I have a trip to India coming up.

Well there has been a brick wall placed in the way; my visa has not come through yet, and will not, by any process of man arrive with time for me to catch the flight that I had booked.



Well then I should simply wait for the visa and then jump on the ext available flight right? Maybe, that's what I will do, but it's not without challenges of scheduling. My little sister has a flight to meet me in in Delhi pior to flying south together to see a friend. What if my visa doesn't come through in time to meet her before she leave? Will she be stuck there alone in a strange place? The way I see life through the beard, that sounds like a great adventure, however this isn't about me, it's about how she will cope and handle that situation and how it will impact her.

Oh travel visas, how we love you when you let us get into the coolest of countries, and how we dislike your beaurocratic process and run arounds.




From this point, there's no way to know how long my visa will take. It could be ready on Monday evening, or next Thursday evening. I will receive a text message when it is ready, and then hop on the very next bus and train to Paris. “Oh shucks, a trip to Paris you're lucky” you may be thinking. Me, I'd rather be in Delhi and Vijayawada and Kashmir.

Furthermore, if this does take a lot of time, my friend whom I had plans to visit in India will have departed the country to find work in Dubai.


Let's pray to a limitless Father in Heaven who delights in us. Let's ask Him what He's doing in all of this? Probably something AMAZING, I'd simply like to know what it is.

1 comment:

  1. Additional: I took an overnight train to Paris on Thursday night, (lost my guitar tuner) and then spent all day Friday running between the visa application office who said all I could do was wait, and the Embassy who told me to go to the visa application office.

    At the beginning of the day most people were short and did not have much to say to me. By the evening they genuinely wanted to help me out, and at the same time had no power to do so. My passport is simply in an office they can not contact going through a process that they can not influence.

    I'm not going to lie, the entire day running around was kind of fun, chasing small glimpses of hope here and there; took my first sleeper train, I even got to walk casually under the Eiffel tower because it was along the way and didn't even take a picture.

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