Well, the witching hour has just arrived, as I make the finishing touches to my Russian visa application. I started at 9pm.
The process saw me pay the price for the somewhat strained relations between our two nations over the last 50 years; three screens of pretty searching questions for me - my current and previous two employers' details (which considering I've been working in my current place for 7 years took a bit of remembering); details of any and all political, religious and charitable groups I'm affiliated with; details of whether I've been in the military or have any nuclear or bomb-making expertise; statements about whether I'd been in a conflict as either aggressor or victim; have I used drugs; my mother's name; my father's name - the list was long. I got there though, and everything's in place to head to the consulate tomorrow and pay the £90 fee for my visa.
I'll also be taking Justyna's considerably shorter application. Name, address, workplace, dates of entry and departure - all pretty straightforward and a bargain too at a mere £50. I thought it was down to old habits dying hard that Poland (and perhaps other former Eastern Bloc countries) got a bit of an easier ride until I noticed the names of the two documents we'd created.
Hers: generic 'visa application'
Mine: 'US-UK-Georgia visa'
Ah.
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