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|  Review on October 13, 2016: |
Rayneflower
Rating:  | Review Topic: K1 Visa
I left the house by 4:30 am. [I have been staying at a friend’s home in Nairobi since the time of my medical exams that began October 3rd].The taxi departed from the stage close to where I stay Zimmerman, Canopy stage at 4:38 am. I left this early to beat traffic because it can get very annoying starting 6am. Anyway, I was at the embassy gate close to 6am. Surprisingly, there were many people already. Two long queues running parallel to each other-one for ladies, the other for men. The queues had space between them for those who had infants with them or those that didn’t have to queue up. Shortly after I was there, the gates opened and a person from each line walked to the security check point, one at a time. My appointment was scheduled for 7:30. [When I finally made it inside,] there was another stop with a lady behind a desk. She asked for my passport and my DS-160 form with my picture on it; before I could give it to her she said that I was lucky (she found my name easily on her list) and that I could pass. She had seen my name on the list. I walked to a small room with two security personnel inside. They asked me to empty my pockets and put everything I had in a small container. They moved them through the X-ray scanner and asked me to walk through a body scanner. I hadn’t carried anything metallic so I was good to go. But before leaving the room one guard asked me to leave my phone behind and he handed me a claim card to pick it up when I returned. I walked up to the embassy building and found a Kenyan girl behind a desk and she asked for my passport and any paper with my case number on it. Then she gave them back together with the queue number C411 and asked me to go back and sit outside in a tent. I found others seated in a tent. There’s a screen there displaying those numbers and the counter to go to when your number is called. It’s winter season in that tent. Very cold. After about 30 minutes of waiting my number was showing on the screen for counter number 8; I went to counter number 8 and there was a Kenyan lady who asked for my documents- DS-160, birth certificate photocopy and original, receipt of payment, passport pictures, and the affidavit of support. She asked me to go back to the tent and wait. After about 10 minutes my number was on the screen for counter 8 again. I went and the same lady took my finger prints. She asked me to go back to the tent. I waited for about 40 minutes and the screen was showing my number for counter 9. I went to the counter, and there was a white American lady. She called my name and asked if that’s me and I said yes. Then she asked me to tell her the story of how we met, where and when up to today. I told her the story and while telling her she asked me a few more questions such as what we were doing, where we met, what will I do in America, if I have children, if you have children, and what is the name and ages of your last born. Then she asked if I have any proof of our relationship that I could show her. I told her I had a lot if it and she asked me to show her. I had a big, very well organized folder with hotel receipts, pictures, correspondences from friends and family, and proof of planning a wedding. When I tried to pass it to her, it couldn’t get through, so she asked me to open and show her behind the glass where I stood. I opened to show her but she only asked to see pictures. She only looked at two pictures and she then replied “Your visa has been approved.†She handed an instruction paper of how to register with DHL because the visa would be delivered there and then she handed me another booklet about domestic violence. She said congratulations and told me my visa would be delivered through DHL after a week. And off I went very happy and excited
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Consulate / USCIS Member Review #20632