Last Tuesday we sent the paperwork for the Australian visa. Forms, passport photos, credit card to pay AUD 100.00 (ouch!), a copy of our bookings and even a copy of the travel agency’s receipt.
I reviewed both forms, each detail and even warned Felipe that some parts of his form were missing.
The Australian consulate is one of the few that is not in the capital, but in Auckland, so the application had to be sent by mail. I wrote a letter asking them to send both passports back to my work address, I put everything in an envelope with another stamped envelope inside (yes, you have to pay to get the passport back) and sent.
On Thursday it was back! Wow, two days later! That was very quick! I ran to open and the first passport I got was Felipe’s, the page with the visa marked by the receipt of payment .. they use a full page for a 3 months visa … I mean … is a multiple entry visa, valid for one year, but each stay can not exceed 3 months. “Yay, we’ve got the Australian visa!“, I thought. Then I realized that there were more things inside the envelope. And there I saw all the papers I had sent and my passport. I opened my passport and .. where is the visa?? When I looked into the form, there was a note “Please sign the application.” I couldn’t believe I had done everything right and forgot to sign the papers! Pissed off with myself I caught a pen, signed, put everything back in another envelope and sent it back in the same minute, thinking that on Monday it would all be resolved and my passport stamped.
Monday nothing. Tuesday nothing. On Wednesday I arrived at work looking for it… and nothing. I decided to wait a little more to call the immigration, who knows.. maybe the two days were an exception. Today, I was sure my passport would be on my desk, pretty nice, waiting for me .. and nothing.
I sent an e-mail to the Australian consulate, they replied saying that my visa had been approved last Friday and, according to the Courier Post, delivered in Wellington on Saturday morning. Two days later, exactly the same as last time. How come?! I haven’t received anything! Oh no!! They lost my passport!!
I rang the Courier Post and asked about that delivery (which had a track & trace number). She said the same thing, it had been delivered on Saturday. But delivered where, to who?? The girl could not answer me, she only confirmed that it was not a commercial address, but residential. Then I realized that they had really lost my passport.. they never find our house… I am tired of receiving our correspondence from the hands of my neighbours. And that’s why I had asked them to send it to my work! Oops! That was at the first time, but did I ask this at the second time?! With so many things happening and anxiety increasing every day, I think I’m getting a bit clumsy..
I sent another e-mail to the consulate asking them to help me, as the Courier Post would only tell the sender where the package had been delivered, in the meantime I would seek around the neighbourhood. I left work blaming the Courier Post .. “the worst postal service I have ever seen! they’ve lost my passport!“..
Just because I wanted to come soon, it was raining, the bus took half an hour more than the normal, and was packed! Today is not my day.
I arrived and went straight to the neighbour, a little building here beside our house, I looked at each letter box and nothing… Our Brazilian neighbours, to whom our mail normally goes, are in Brazil! Still I was up to their apartment door, who knows it’s not there?! I looked at the little rug in front of the door and there was the little end of a yellow plastic appearing from underneath the rug… “it’s it! I know it’s it!” And it was .. the Courier bag with my name on it and my passport inside!
Phew.. that was a close .. in my head I was already imagining the mission that would be to make a new passport, the time it would take.. but it’s over and now I too have my Australian visa!
The next is the Indian visa, but the Indian embassy is in Wellington and I insist to take the passport there myself and go pick it up.