In 25 minutes we were able to complete all of Davis's paperwork for a passport, social security card, and certificate of birth abroad -- less time than I typically spend renewing my driver's license at the DMV. How is that possible?
Our trip to Edinburgh was a great success. The car we got this time was a roomy Vauxhall wagon with a third row of seats that could be collapsed to create a large trunk perfect for our double buggy. We were able to find the Embassy with no trouble and ample parking was available. It was so refreshing to walk up to a building flying Old Glory outside. After we took care of Davis's US documents, we drove through Holyrood, which is the residence of the Queen when she stays in Scotland (except for the time she spends up by us at Balmoral Castle, of course). We didn't visit the residence itself. Instead we drove through the property which is like the Highlands in miniature right in the middle of the city. It's rugged and beautiful and Trey was dying to climb the mountain. Hopefully he'll get a chance when we return to the capitol in July.
Our last order of business was a quick trip to the National Library of Scotland where Trey needed to consult letters for his research. Once he was done perusing the manuscripts, we found a great playground nearby so Addison could get out a little and swing on the swings. The boys did amazingly well considering the 6 hours of driving to and from Edinburgh and then all the driving we did in the city. I'm always pleasantly surprised by their travelling resilience.
In 6 weeks' time, Davis will receive his passport, and then we will start the process to secure his visa.
2 comments:
Dear Beck,
I'm so glad to hear that everything went well at the embassy. I remember seeing the American flag when I was traveling abroad in the 1970's. That was just post Vietnam War and we were not viewed very highly abroad. Being a rebellious 60's-70's kid, and not yet having been converted , I simply told peole I was Canadian. But then I got very sick in Brussels, and it continued when we went down to Paris, so I decided to visit the American Hospital in Paris. As I walked up to it, Old Glory was flying. I unexpectedly burst into tears, and for the first time in my life felt a strong connection with my country and all that is American. In some ways there is nothing like being abroad for a period of time to help us understand who we are as a people. I'm sure you've learned that in a million ways the past several months.
Must run to work.
I love you all.
Mom
so glad everything went well. I was praying for ya'll in the back of my head. :) is that possible?
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