One Step Closer to Central America

Yay! The province of Quebec took my money!

I never thought I’d actually celebrate that sentence.

The convoluted explanation behind the glee:

There are friends of ours who were missionaries in Nicaragua for many years. They started a church while they were there, and the church is now doing well enough to be starting an orphanage.

They are going back down in the new year to help build the facility and get things set up. There are three teams of people going down with them and I’m part of the third team, going in March. (Doors, windows, electrical, paining, general finish work. Semi-skilled is my middle name).

I don’t have a passport, so I tried to apply for one in November. As it happens, I was born on an Air Force base in Quebec, and birth certificates issued in Quebec before 1999 are not acceptable as ID for a passport. (Something to do with being issued by a municipality instead of a provincial body). I now have one more long step in the process of getting a passport. I gathered up all the material I needed and mailed it off.

Come December, the US government announced that anyone entering or leaving by air needs a passport. Suddenly there is a huge rush of people applying and the process is backed up. And I haven’t even applied yet.

I’m waiting on tenterhooks (whatever those are, I’m on them) to get my new birth certificate before I can even submit the paperwork. Today, the credit card bill came though, and the Government of Quebec has charged my card, which means they got my application and have processed it. Yay!

Now to wait by the mailbox….

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