Last monday i flew to montreal
I knew things were going to be good when i opened the door into my bed at the hotel (just kidding... about the knowing things were going to be good part)
We got a good deal on this hotel because of Luke's AMA membership... and it was right beside this:
which i am sure Luke knew and did on purpose to make me feel at home, or at least like i was in edgemont.
in all seriousness - it was kind of weird to get to montreal and suddenly not understand anything that was being said or was on signs. Luckily the guy at the 747 bus place at the airport (who actually didn't speak any english) looked at my map and told me to get off at stop 7 - and it was "not far, not far". That made me a little nervous, but the bus stop ended up being RIGHT outside the hotel lobby.
like the hotel, the bus was also cheap.
i wandered down to where the u.s. consulate was, and then went to back to my hotel where i watched the only english channels i had (which there were 3 of) and went to bed - in my winter coat, because the heat didn't seem to be working.
the next morning i woke up bright and early. and i got ready for my interview - here i am all ready:
i walked to the US consulate once more and found myself in a huge line to go through security - my first wait of 3 that day. after all the waiting, fingerprinting, paper dropping off and what not i finally had my interview.
all my anxiety was for nothing. it was the fastest interview of my life, and probably easiest - i think maybe 3 or 4 minutes. and it was ended with the interviewer saying "welcome to the united states of america"
so there you have it - i have my green card. in a record 4 and a half months (at least for those of us applying in canada). most of the people there had applied AT LEAST a year ago. looks like we were certainly blessed.
but... it was only 10am. and my flight didn't leave til 8pm. so i decided to wander downtown montreal
i have never been to Europe - but it felt like what Europe might feel like to me
between the french and the chinese i decided to have a familiar lunch
i found out that i wasn't too far from the "underground city" - so that is where i headed. it had TONS of shopping
i then boarded the bus back to the airport around 4:30
got there around 5:30
and waited some more
i was sure happy to get back home (to english) and my husband - with no more immigration worries