Having finally received my residence permit (valid for 5 years) I now need to complete the next bureaucratic step. Registering my residency in Ancona, a really weird concept for us Africans!!
So an appointment was made for today and off we went to tackle bureaucracy once again.... in a language we do not speak. As is our wont.... we declined the commute option and decided to walk the few kilometers to town but taking roads less travelled.
To my mind this is such a cool picture .... the day was gloomy and very cold... and I have not altered the color at all in this picture. I seem very partial to lines and textures in photographs... my good lady thinking this is 'nothing special' ... thoughts down below please. I will not be offended if you agree with my gal.
There is so much going on on the facade of this building I wish I had my camera with me to focus in on detail
nonetheless, I did what I could with my trusty cellphone.
There are gargoyles and angels and mermaids and and and.... a veritable theme park.
Walking home my cellphone rang.... on my Italian number. The ONLY person who calls me on that number was striding alongside me. Puzzled I answered with an authorative 'pronto!!' as I have heard others do.
My ear was subjected to an extremely fast, loud stream of Italian sentences of which all I could make out was ...pasaporte. When the tirade finally came to an end I said with enthusiasm 'Capito, grazie' which seemed to encourage another stream of incomprehensible words. Again I replied 'capito' (Understand)
I did not understand... but trying to seek clarification from someone who does not speak english... whilst I speak no Italian was not going to serve either of us any good.
My plan was just to make another appointment and go back and find out what was missing. Simple
As it turns out that will not be necessary as I was sent a message advising that a copy of my entry visa as displayed in my passport was required. Done and dusted.
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