Alright, We’ll Call It A Draw: Us vs. The Civil Registry Office, Final Round
Much as I did walk into the apartment and yell “Wohoo!”, it is difficult to see this as anything better than a tie. After 16 accumulated trips by the three of us (6 each for Cecile and I, 4 for Joel), an additional trip by Cecile to the International Police office and three months of waiting and reapplying, we finally all have our cédulas.
Five days before Joel and I leave.
Granted that’s partly because we’re leaving a little earlier than planned, but this ordeal started in February. Remember February? For you readers in the north the snow was still accumulating, while for my Southern Hemisphere readers sunshine and warm temperatures were still the rule of the day.
Aside from Cecile at work, Joel at school and our apartment, we’ve spent more time at the Civil Registry office than anywhere else in Chile. I’m pretty sure that’s not a joke, but it might be a slight exaggeration.
But we do have these lovely souvenirs to bring home, and now we shouldn’t have troubles leaving the country.