Can you believe that it’s been 15 months since I went on Date #10 and met Mr Toronto? I can’t quite believe it myself, time seems to have flown past. Now it’s time for that VERY important four letter word – VISA.
Over the past year Mr T. and I have jet-set back and forth between London and Toronto. To be fair, it’s mostly him coming here, but that’s because his aviation company flew here regularly over the summer and so Mr T got a free ride to the UK. Get in! well, he had to work, but still. Plus, an extra little perk of him working was having a free hotel room, albeit Gatwick’s Hilton’s sparse offerings, and it was preeetttty nice!
But, there was one thing bugging me all along, where could this go? I didn’t want to do long distance forever, and though I’d kinda got used to being far away from each other, there comes a time when things have to change, when things have to get a little more serious. But what can be more serious than saying ‘I LOVE you?’. I’ll tell you. Saying, ‘Lets get a VISA’.
Luckily for me, Canada’s a commonwealth country and so they have the young person’s working visa which you can apply for up to 30. Luckily for me again, Mr T is 28. However, being cabin crew he needs his passport for work and we’ve had to wait a LONG time until he could take annual leave and get a long enough period to send his documents off to NYC, in the middle of Hurricane Sandy, I add. But, today he got it back and there, stamped neatly in its pages, was the visa, all approved, all ready to go from December 1st 2012.
I have to say, getting the visa was highly stressful, largely because there is no official to ask and no official to check your documents. You have to work it out yourself, plead for help from friends who have similar visa processes and hope to God that you’ve got everything right. We made mistakes. We fucked up a few times. But, it’s done. And now this 52 First Dates story can continue its happy ending as Mr Toronto becomes Mr London.