I fixed all
the things they told me to last week. I took out South African Medical Aid with
Momentum for the six months I’ll be in Pretoria. And I went by the bank and
they very kindly stamped and signed every single page of my bank statements.
After yet
another 1.5 hour drive to the embassy in the Hague, I tried to give them all my
documents. Someone else “helped” me this time… Apparently he’s been working at
the embassy since my parents’ moved here. Which means he’s probably worked at
the embassy for 20+ years. That’s probably why he’s as mean as a snake and
looks like it too…
He immediately
started nit-picking about my acceptance letters. Apparently he couldn’t tell
whether I wanted a study vis, a research visa or an exchange visa. He said that
the word ‘research’ was confusing in the acceptance letters and that the
explicit word ‘intern’ wasn’t in it. He told me all this in an extremely
agitated and mean-spirited manner that really didn’t help me with understanding
what the real problem was.
I went to a
nearby internet shop (The Printer, 975 Frederikstraat) and corrected the letter
(which I thankfully had in word format) and immediately informed my contact at
Pretoria. Usually I would have had them change the letter but time was of the essence.
After I changed it, I went back to the Embassy and he found more to be mean
about. I went back to the internet shop and changed the letter yet again.
By that time
it was 11:30 o’clock and they would be closing in half an hour. I gave them the
newest letter and he still thought that there were a multitude of things wrong
with it. After he’d told me, he gave my letter to his colleague and started
ranting about how awful it was. While I stood watching…
The guy made
it excessively clear that he thought my application would be denied. Overall
the whole experience had me close to tears. Last week they tell me there are a
few things aren’t quite right and that I’m very early with my application. This
week they berate everything I’ve done and make me feel small and stupid. Oh, the
joys of visiting the embassy…