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France | Review on July 23, 2008: | Cecile and Bryan

Rating: | Review Topic: K1 Visa
It was a piece of cake.
I arrived in front of the embassy at 12:30, they told me to come back 10 or 15 minutes before the appointment time (1pm). So I waited and as soon as people started to go towards the guards, I followed them, the guard checked my appointment letter and my passport and let me enter. I was the second person to enter.
They took my cellphone and my ibuprofen, I didn't have any other "potentially dangerous" items. I took a ticket with a number (A111, easy to remember) and took a seat. There were lots of people sitting there (from the morning appointments). It is a big room with 18 "windows" around, but there were only 6 or 7 with people working behind them.
At 1pm they started calling the numbers starting by A. They took my appointment letter and the small part of my ticket. Then I went back to my seat.
The second time, another woman asked me if my address and my fiance's address had changed. She also asked when I was planning to go back to the USA. Then she took my birth certificate, my police record, etc, the forms DS-156 and DS-156K (she also told me that I should have filled out the DS-157 just in case, but no-one asked me for it). She then took the I-134 and all the related financial information. She only kept the tax transcripts of 2007.
Bryan had wrote a letter explaining why he did not make enough last year (though his current income is above the 125% of poverty line). She was reading it, and she told me that it didn't matter, only the current income was necessary. She also added that we should not need a co-sponsor to adjust status when we're married. She was speaking very fast, in French, and didn't look very friendly but she answered all my questions.
Then back to my seat for more waiting. Then back to a window, this time with the American consul. She was friendly. While she was filling forms, she asked me when and how we met, what happened after, if we had met each other's parents, if he still lived with his parents, what he does for a living, what I do and what I plan on doing in the USA. She didn't ask any proofs. Just small talk (she even said that Bryan's birthday was the same as his brother's, and she laughed when I told her that it was my dad's birthday too) She then said that all our paperwork was in order, that the visa was approved and that I should get it by mail at the end of the week.
It took an hour and forty minutes (and 7 hours of train ). Most of the time I was waiting. Everything was easy, no bad surprise.
If everything goes well, I should be in a plane next week!
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