The original plan seemed perfect: Julia goes away to a two-weeks glass blowing workshop in Haystack, a craft school in Deer Isle, Maine, while I go on a road trip. When we are done, I will pick her up, then we drive to her family in Maryland, and then fly to Paris, where we both have four-months internships waiting for us, as we both graduated from the MIT Media Lab. Lovely, isn’t it?
Well, not exactly. somebody messed up. In fact, several people did, and as a result, we still don’t have our visas. worse - we don’t even have appointments in the French consulate to apply for visas. You are supposed to have your appointment at least two weeks before your flight. today is July 31. Our tickets are for August 15.
And so the new plan is:
- drive Julia to Maine and drop her off
- drive back to Boston and return the keys to the landlady, thus officially becoming homeless
- drive to Maryland with our stuff to drop off at Julia’s sister’s place
- hopefully, have an appointment by then
- drive back to Maine, and pick up Julia
- drive to Boston and apply for visa at the French consulate
- drive to Maine, drop off Julia back at the workshop
- drive around the states until the workshop is over
- drive to Maine, pick up Julia
- drive to Boston, for a secret mission, to be revealed here when accomplished
- drive to Maryland, where we will stay for a couple of days
- fly to France
- live happily ever after
I will try to post here at least once a day, and since this is the second day of this adventure, this post doesn’t count, I owe you two more posts. here we go.
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