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| Ghana |  Review on June 29, 2008: |
Bassi and Zainab
Rating:  | Review Topic: K1 Visa
The hardest part of the process is getting past the guards. They refused me in entry that morning because I was an American. Told me to wait until 8:30, then they have no choice but to let me in. However, they let another American woman in with her fiance for his interview. No rhyme or reason to how they treat you. The woman at window 2 was not very pleasant to me. I thought she was nasty, Bassi thought she was doing her job. She refused to accept the DS156 and told me to fill it out again twice. Yes, twice. Why twice? I have no idea other than to be a wench.  Then we waited and waited and waited. You aren't allowed to have food, or electronic devices. There is a tv there showing CNN so at least you can watch that. It's very cold inside because the air conditioning is up kind of high. So dress warm. After waiting for most of the morning an asian man at window 4 interviewed us. He asked only a few questions. How did we meet? When did we meet? What were we doing when we met? How many brothers and sisters we each have? Then he called me to the window and asked me the same questions to compare our answers. He didn't make Bassi sit down. We stood there together. Then he told us that we had a lot of proof and had brought a lot of evidence with us. He said that he felt our relationship wasn't fraudulent and that our visa would be approved. I almost screamed. Bassi stopped me and told me to be calm until we go outside. I struggled with that, but made it outside then did a little booty shake and Bassi laughed. Picking up the visa that Friday the place was packed. No where to sit and not much room to stand up either. No real system to handing out the visas. They just call names randomly. Then at the end of the day, they wanted to have a party (they were bringing food for their party) so they collected all our papers and then found all the corresponding passports and quickly handed them out. Why didn't they do this from the beginning? I really can only think it's job security. We were the very last couple to get our visas that day. But we didn't care as long as we got it. I asked if I could join the party and the woman smiled and told me that the food wouldn't fit in the little pass through under the window.  They gave us a folder that contained the passport with the little bitty visa sticker (all of this for that little piece of paper) and the sealed envelope, instructions about what to do at POE and social security and his original birth certificate.
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Consulate / USCIS Member Review #3065