The Waiting Game

"Ah, the waiting game sucks - let's play Hungry Hungry Hippos!"

Homer Simpson

He's got a point. For seven weeks now, we've been waiting - at first patiently - for Bec's UK Working Visa extension to be processed. UK Immigration helpfully provides the following statistics: "70% of applications will be processed within 4 weeks, and 90% within 14 weeks". Awesome guys, thanks for that. So that's been seven weeks sans passports for BOTH of us (because Bec's visa depends on Johnny's UK nationality, so both passports had to be sent off).

So our wings have been clipped for a while. And it hasn't really been too much of a hardship. However, a very large problem looms - at the end of this week.

You see, many months ago we were invited to a December wedding - in Canada - and we accepted. Neither of us have ever been before and it seemed like a great place in which to spend the Christmas-New Year period. So we assembled a plan: Mike and Krista's wedding in Toronto, Niagara Falls, then New York for Christmas with Brandy, the Adirondack train up to Montreal, then skiing and New Year's up in the alpine village of Mont Tremblant. Thoughts of this trip have been keeping us going through our travel drought.

But now time is running out. Will our elaborate Christmas travel plans be once again foiled by elements outside our control? Will we once again turn up at Granny's with our tails between our legs? Why does it take soooo long to rubber stamp an application for someone as lovely as Bec? Only the immigration department knows. And they're not telling - it's official policy.

Stay tuned for the (hopefully) exciting outcome of The Waiting Game!