Waiting Room

So it's 1pm on Monday in Hanoi. Jeff and Phoebe and I are hanging out it room 1203 at the Guoman hotel waiting. We were told we would get a call or an email telling us to come to the US Embassy for our Visa interview. Our agency people told us they usually do the interviews around 3pm at the Embassy. As each minute passes, my optimism wanes. We have tickets to fly out tonight, but soon, I'll be on the phone with American Airlines trying to switch our flights to Wednesday with hopes this thing will get wrapped up by then. All they will tell us is that although our paperwork has sent here to Hanoi from the main embassy in Ho Chi Min City, it has yet to be stamped approved by the CIS (formerly the INS) now a part of Homeland Security. So we shall wait. Hopefully, not for too long. If it gets past Wednesday, Jeff will be flying home alone and I'll be looking for a new hotel with Phoebe. I have tried to stay positive. I've tried creative visualization and wishful thinking. I even gave an offering at the Buddhist Temple in a fit of Atheist denial. All we can do now is wait...

Keep those notes and emails of encouragement coming, We need every bit of help we can get. xoxox n.