Allrighty. Movers gone and after eating a footlong spicy italian subway I sit in our empty appartment waiting for Bren to decide to get his USC asssss in gear to go over to Sarah's and crash so... in the meanwhile I'll type our review.

Woke up @ 5:30 , showered and got pretty -darn long process in my case - and it was raining as hell but Bren made it stop just cuz he luvs me - got coffee at Second Cup and arrived at Consulate at 7 a.m. and were the first in line , with 2 Montrealites K-1 behind us and the rest of the world after. Doors opened at 7:45 and we got in first with letter "A", down to the subterraneous and quite creepy waiting room number 1. After like 10 minutes other people came in and the security guard said "those with letters, come forward" - that would be us and the 2 Montreal girls. Up we go to floor 19. Once there we went into the space for windows 9-11 and stepped up to the infamous and ugly DEBBIE.... who took only my originals of:

-birth certificate
-marriage certificate
-police certificate
-medical (w/out X-ray..... ARGHHHHH)
-affidavits of support

DEBBIE (I hate that B!tch people cuz of what she pulled on Ron/Sharon) sends us to pay. The damn cashier was CLOSED and opened after say, 25 minutes. In the meanwhile, CATFIGHT in the cashier's line because a girl wanted to cut in and a lady did not let her (wooohoooo, eat that). I was just hoping it was not a VJ'er he he. So we pay with Mastercard (they take USD cash, CAD cash and Visa/MC) and go back to see DEBBIE. She sends us back to the waiting room and we sit. Dr. B reads placidly while Len is about to jump out the fkkkking window (I had a book to but I sh!t you not, the letters were scrambled

Then BOOM. A mysterious voice calls me by my first name and mi maiden name (the best kept secrets in Canada) and we both go in room 7.

Dude, about our age says: OK, raise your right hands and swear your testimony is true.... bla bla bla Asks how we met....
L: Online
Dude: Expand for me please
L: tells romantic story [no I won't repeat it here]
B: interrupts with precise dates and COPY OF MY LAVALIFE PROFILE
L: starts giggling like an idiot and feels like shooting Bren for bringing the super lame and geeky profile.
Dude: well you married quick....
B: Man, I'm 40.
L: And I turn 36 tomorrow.
Dude cracks laughing like it's going out of style; gains composture and says something to the effect that we were approved.... neither Bren or moi remember the exact words. Bren drags me out of room 7 in a daze and leads me to the elevator and out.... sits me in the stairs and lights me a smoke. All this time I'm still giggling like an idiot and looking like this

After a few minutes, I screamed or something like that - came back to life and we walked back to the hotel (Econolodge centre ville, cheap but only if you are really just using it to sleep, not too fancy at all).

So there. That's that. We're off to Sarah's to have a decent night's sleep and come back tomorrow to clean the place, etc. Indeed, the interview per se was breezy - the waiting (and seeing Debbie's face without anesthesia) is the worst part.

Luvya'll, the nerds.

I loved your voicemail! I saved it =)

great review too!

Len you crack me up! Glad to see your approval!

Great review and you made me laugh - in fact you made it sound kind of fun!!

Oh Len, I love you. Even you could make a stressful thing like the MTL consulate sound like a hoot!

way to go len! I'm glad you guys had a swanky time and everything went well.

Another great thread, Congrats

Oh, I was chuckling all through this - what a great review! Thanks- and good luck at cleaning the apartment!

Congrats!!! Great review and I'm glad that you were able to beat the evil succubus Debbie but don't you mean that you just turned 22?

BTW, as a man I must ask you about the catfight. How hot were the women, was there any hair pulling , were any clothes ripped, did they abruptly start kissing for no particular reason. C'mon I really want to hear all the details, all the dirty salacious details.

I'll just bet that one of the women was carrying invisible suitcases

tsk tsk

Oh girl you make me laugh so hard I spit on my monitor! What a visual you painted! Loved it. Oh BTW,


CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

great review CONGRATSSSSSSSS

That's way too funny, Len. I can just imagine you sitting in your empty apartment typing into your computer with Bren sweeping up around you.

I wonder if the others in the subterranean cell were thinking "They got letters. Wonder why they got letters? Maybe they're in trouble. And then they all went home and told everyone that "There were four people who had to go in separately because They Got Letters!"

Wow. You got to meet DEBBIE. That's good, because I know it helps to have a visual of the person when you're going to cast evil thoughts in their direction. After you've been approved, of course.

That's interesting that they take CDN & USD, as well as Visa and Mastercard now. When I was there it was American cash or nothing. Like that was the only valid monetary system and everything else was untrustworthy. Times have changed.

Great review--ALMOST----U didn't mention the elevator opens from the REAR,lol 9.75/10! Congrats

Congrats! Great review!!

wow, tough crowd! LOL

Awesome review -- had me laughing! Congrats! (see we all told you that you'd do great!)

COngrats on your approval.

Congrats on the most entertaining review on VJ. Oh, and on getting your visa.

Come think about it.... I was the funny part. I kid you not guys, I was a basket case, while Bren was all calm ..... I also forgot to tell you about the fingerprinting and the"what will you do for a living?" alongside the "Mercer Island, eh? Woohoo, that's spendy".... all this time I was in utter state of .It was one of the rare -very rare- situations in which Bren does most of the talking and I am like

As per the catfight it was right next to me . Younger woman, older mamma with her teenage kids. It was nasty but thankfully didn't evolve - had it, it would have been tough not to cat-claw the younger one who was indeed cutting in the line and being a biiiiiitch to the other lady... but I was not jeopardizing my visa he he

I can laugh now, but you all know I was freaking above average the months before!!!!

And yup, the elevator opens on the back......

Great Review!!! Congratulations

Are the K3 interviews different than than the K1? I thought the K1 interviews would not allow the USC to be present.... does this mean I could go in with my fiance? possibly just not into the interview itself?

I was debating whether or not to go to Montreal depending on how much support and help I really can give.

THE USC spouse can attend the interview if he/she wants. The interviews for most are very simple and very quick!! In and out of the interview in less than 10 minutes!! I went alonf for my cr-1 interview. My wife was originally going to attend, but couldnt get time off of work!. best of luck

Yep, the US fiancé(e) can attend the K-1 interview. Mine was the same as Bren. He did all the talking while I stood there catatonic and trying not to pass out.

HA!
Iknew I was not the only one in catatonic state

Oliver probably won't be able to make it to mine PLUS the moving..

I'm going to have to do it solo

I get to pick one or the other.. and I really need him to do all the heavy lifting of me boxes

Don't get me started on movers.... I just shot a not-so-nice email to the company who loaded our sh!t. UPack is fantastic, but the "loaders" we hired were about 12, had no freakind dollies and charged lawyer fees. So yup, better have Ol there to do the heavy lifting!!!!

Congratulations!

And its good they didn't take your xray!

They apparently only take your xray if something is wrong with your medical. So that means you're healthy!

I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO happy for you guys!!!

You made it!! And you didn't go insane... , well, at least not permanently haha

Best wishes!!

Carla

Len and Bren Congratulations on passing the first big hurdle may the others be quicker and easier to pass. Now do as the Bible says “Go forth and” ah what the heII just go and be happy together for ever.

Christ girl, you are a scream! Love what you had to say about my friend Debbie especially the “seeing Debbie’s face without anaesthesia” that sent me running for the bathroom laughing my head off. She really didn’t bother me too much until after the fact, it must have been the Jack Daniels breakfast or Martini lunch that I was more concerned about. I didn’t know what she did until the doctor called Montreal to find out why they needed tests for alcohol to be done.

I love this story. I keep re-reading it knowing our experience will probably be very similar.

That is the letter scrambling and insanity part.

I'm sooo happy for the both of you .. Congratulations!!!!!!! .. BTW .. Is Debbie the one with long black hair (staightened curly hair so it's all frizzy) .. skinny bit*hy older lady?

Na, she the blond at window 12 or was blond when I went through, and not at all on the skinny side and maybe somewhere in her mid 40s, p.s. I'm a bad judge of age so don't quote me as I'm sure there are others that saw her that are better at guesing ages.

Thanks for the great review....made me feel like I was there with you....lmao!!!!

Oh and CONGRATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Congrats again, and thank you for the update.

gotta keep my eye out for this 'Debbie'...LOL

Even though I would like to see Debbie moved to a back office away from dealing with the folks that are seeking visas at the interview she wasn't all that bad. But you had better be alcohol free including aftershave and mouthwash, that woman can smell booze you had 23 years ago. She must have been a bloodhound trainer or trained bloodhound before her present job. The good thing is that everyone is getting revenge for us by getting their petitions accepted and leaving there wit a promise that the visa will arrive soon.
When I go back for the second interview and she the officer, I'm asking for someone else and if she want to know why I don't know what will come out of my mouth.

Take a big swig of Jack Daniels light a match and shoot a fireball her way.

*sending a big mal occhio Debbie's way*

When I told my Husband what had happened to you Ron, after his mouth dropped open in disbelief he said "did he use mouthwash that day!?"

Congrats and best wishes