Problems with Passports
How hard is it to get pages added to your passport? Well, for me and Leigh, it is difficult.
Problem number 1: Out of date GPS. We got to the area where the GPS said the US Embassy was with 40 minutes to spare. We drove around for 30 minutes before we asked a few people who looked at us like we were crazy and they had no clue where the Embassy was either. Need I mention that area we drove in was approximately 1 square block… If you are ever in the UAE and need the Romanian Embassy, I can get you there without any problems, cuz we drove by it 15 times.
Problem number 2: Once we finally find the Embassy (7 miles away from where GPS said it was), we have 2 minutes before they close. We still need to park and get inside. The security guard was really nice and let us through but told us to hurry. The next security guard was nice and got someone to give us the form to fill out. As Leigh is filling out the form, the lady returns and says we are closing. She is implying that we are going to have to come back. I simply stated that we aren’t from this city and we got lost trying to find the Embassy. She rolled her eyes, but asked that we hurry. I guess we are not the first ones to get lost trying to find the US Embassy.
Problem number 3: Once you have pages in aforementioned passport. You have to get home. We stopped to get a drink and I said, we’ll wait to get gas until the next gas station because this one is so backed up. Upon leaving the gas station, not sure what happened, but we ended up at the airport. Hmmmm….
Problem 4: There are no signs at the airport that say how to get back to our town… So we take a random exit into terminal 3, under construction. Should have known things would be bad when there was a sign that said security checkpoint. The road pretty much dead ends into some heavy machinery. We roll down the window and ask the nice man how to get to our city. He laughs at us, he just laughs at us. Well, we turn around, which takes a lot of work in the tiny space and without power steering. Finally we get moving and he leads us out of the construction zone and points the way to what we feel should be our town.
Problem 5: All the signs are pointing to the two major cities there are none pointing to our little Oasis town. We drive and drive and drive. A semi loaded with a Lamborghini passes us. We drive some more. We are completely lost. We get to a sign that says the road number we want, I take it, not caring that it is going the wrong way. At least now we can possibly figure out how to get on the other side and head home. Oh sweet relief, there is a sign for our Oasis. We have only spent the last 1 hour and 15 minutes lost.
Problem 6: Remember how we didn’t have much gas left, well that was 1 hour and 10 minutes ago. Not a lot of gas stations along the road. My question, if this is an oil rich country, then why don’t they have more gas stations? We take an exit that says there is a gas station, but we don’t find one. We get back on our road and take a different exit further out of town. We weave our way through the side streets and the roundabout to find the gas station on the opposite side of the road, but we made it.
We finally reached our tiny little flat in the middle of the desert, but we are both tired and don’t want to make any more trips to ANY Embassy for a long time.
Problem number 1: Out of date GPS. We got to the area where the GPS said the US Embassy was with 40 minutes to spare. We drove around for 30 minutes before we asked a few people who looked at us like we were crazy and they had no clue where the Embassy was either. Need I mention that area we drove in was approximately 1 square block… If you are ever in the UAE and need the Romanian Embassy, I can get you there without any problems, cuz we drove by it 15 times.
Problem number 2: Once we finally find the Embassy (7 miles away from where GPS said it was), we have 2 minutes before they close. We still need to park and get inside. The security guard was really nice and let us through but told us to hurry. The next security guard was nice and got someone to give us the form to fill out. As Leigh is filling out the form, the lady returns and says we are closing. She is implying that we are going to have to come back. I simply stated that we aren’t from this city and we got lost trying to find the Embassy. She rolled her eyes, but asked that we hurry. I guess we are not the first ones to get lost trying to find the US Embassy.
Problem number 3: Once you have pages in aforementioned passport. You have to get home. We stopped to get a drink and I said, we’ll wait to get gas until the next gas station because this one is so backed up. Upon leaving the gas station, not sure what happened, but we ended up at the airport. Hmmmm….
Problem 4: There are no signs at the airport that say how to get back to our town… So we take a random exit into terminal 3, under construction. Should have known things would be bad when there was a sign that said security checkpoint. The road pretty much dead ends into some heavy machinery. We roll down the window and ask the nice man how to get to our city. He laughs at us, he just laughs at us. Well, we turn around, which takes a lot of work in the tiny space and without power steering. Finally we get moving and he leads us out of the construction zone and points the way to what we feel should be our town.
Problem 5: All the signs are pointing to the two major cities there are none pointing to our little Oasis town. We drive and drive and drive. A semi loaded with a Lamborghini passes us. We drive some more. We are completely lost. We get to a sign that says the road number we want, I take it, not caring that it is going the wrong way. At least now we can possibly figure out how to get on the other side and head home. Oh sweet relief, there is a sign for our Oasis. We have only spent the last 1 hour and 15 minutes lost.
Problem 6: Remember how we didn’t have much gas left, well that was 1 hour and 10 minutes ago. Not a lot of gas stations along the road. My question, if this is an oil rich country, then why don’t they have more gas stations? We take an exit that says there is a gas station, but we don’t find one. We get back on our road and take a different exit further out of town. We weave our way through the side streets and the roundabout to find the gas station on the opposite side of the road, but we made it.
We finally reached our tiny little flat in the middle of the desert, but we are both tired and don’t want to make any more trips to ANY Embassy for a long time.
posted by Els Adventures at
8:16 PM
