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Montreal, Canada | Review on January 24, 2007: | Amanda-Lise
Rating: | Review Topic: K1 Visa
I attempted to get into the consulate shortly after 1, and was told to come back at 2:15. I don't know if that's going to be the norm now, but it may well be.
Hit a snag with security when the officer who had taken my coat took it, and to my surprise started fiddling with the pocket, shaking it, and then discovered that my daughters had been nice enough to give me a "snack" of a lollipop without a wrapper, and with the damp wet weather, it had fused to my pocket. There were 4 different officers each telling me to do something different right after each other. After collecting my things, I was instructed to go upstairs to window 14. The lady who had come in with me made it first. I paid my fees, then was given my number. I then sat in the IV waiting room, and waited for my number to pop up. Not too long after, the 2 of us were joined by another K1er, and that was it. I had been expecting more people than that.
My number was called, and I went to window 10 to turn in my documents. She asked for the DS 156 forms first. And then the birth certificates for the 3 of us, my divorce certificate and custody/separation agreements, the police report, which she did give me trouble on and it was looking pretty bad until one of her coworkers pointed out that it said Canada Wide in 2 different places (yes, all this was done with 3 of her coworkers standing behind her, I felt like a zoo animal on display ) So if you don't get the RCMP certificate, make sure that it says Canada Wide on it other than the CPIC box checked. The consent letter from my ex husband, and the I-134 with supporting evidence. She stopped me when I hit my fiance's tax information, all they wanted was his work information, 3 paystubs, his bank letter and statements, then the letter of intent last. They didn't want my military record at all.
Then I was instructed to sit down in the IV waiting area, and wait for my number to come up on the screen to speak with the consul. I waited, and waited. The lady who came in before me went in for her interview, and the man who came in after us went to turn in his documents. Sat in the waiting room by my lonesome for a good 45 minutes, no sounds other than the wind whistling around the windows, it was kinda creepy. I was called into room 8, he told me not to bother sitting down, it wouldnt be long. First question I was asked related to the denial at the cornwall border in 2005. Then he asked some questions about my fiance, what interested me in him, the kids, and then it was over, was fingerprinted, then he told me the visa would likely be sent out tomorrow and I'd have them by friday or at the latest monday. I wasnt even asked for proof of the ongoing relationship.
Overall, the interview was the least painfull part of the day. He was very relaxed, and that put me at ease. What will continue to amuse me is that there were more security there (2 at the entry, and 4 at the security point) than people there for an interview.
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