I know what you’re thinking…and it’s all true! The Immigration cops came to my house again and I was not home! I should have known this would happen, yesterday I raced home just in case, passing up Christmas aperitivo’s with friends and this morning while I was putting on my boots the zipper broke. I’m going to Canada…boots are needed! Crap!
I guess they figured that because I was supposed to be leaving tomorrow that I would be home packing and relaxing (I wish and now I need new boots). It was just my incredibly bad timing that I decided to go to the bank (5 minutes away) and they showed up! Not seconds after I parked the car Mama is calling my mobile, “Leah! Vieni a casa, la polizia aspetta te!”.
So, naturally I raced home (always a good idea to speed when the Police are waiting for you). I got home, with no money of course, and low and behold, they were gone! After sharing a few choice cuss words in English for Mama’s ears she managed to get out that they will return in 10 minutes. “Oh, okay. But is that 10 Italian minutes because the bank closes in an hour?”
Needless to say, I was pretty angry at these guys for being so unpredictable and yet I was dependent on them to “see me” so that my Permesso can get approved. I decided to tackle some more packing and put on some lipstick. It occurred to me that maybe they were just as tired of talking to Mama about my whereabouts as I was waiting for them.
They finally arrived after 30 minutes (that’s 10 Italian minutes of course). They asked me a few questions, I showed them my plane ticket and they flirted with me. Okay, so the lipstick was a good idea, can I have my Permesso now and live in peace?
The guys smiled and said my Permesso will be ready when I get back in January. YIPEEEEEEE! Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!