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| London, United Kingdom |  Review on September 26, 2006: |
cheeky^Wolf
Rating:  | Review Topic: K1 Visa
Got there at 9 on the dot after an agonising wait for a taxi at Victoria. ZZ Top man and his little mate told me to get in the right hand line. Stood next to a nice South African guy who was a vodka expert and wanting to spread the word to the US!! He didn't have any samples in his bag unfortunately! Got called in at 9:30, followed the vodka man and took a ticket n sat. After about 45 mins I got called up and a nice asian lady asked me for my DS-156!! I said I sent it in, and she said no, they would have sent it back to you, I (in a panic) said nooo they didn't! Then discovered I'd been given a non immigrant visa ticket and not an immigrant one (doh!) Went back and got another number and waited about 20 mins til I was called. Very nice man at booth 14 took my passport, birth certificate, police certificate, pictures and bank details (although he didn't want them all I told him I photocopied them for him, he's having them!) He gave me the courier slip and told me to sit again. After about 15 mins I got called back to booth 15 and saw a lovely lady who just gave me back my originals and took my fingerprints and got me to swear I was telling the truth. She must have seen me having a sneaky peak at my papers cos she covered them up! She asked how we met, when I said online she asked which site as she was compiling a list, but she already had ICQ on it! She asked how long ago we started talking and when we met in person. When I said a 4 year gap she said wow, you waited a while, did you take someone with you? I said no, she said she'd be having words with my mother!! She told me to go to the courier desk and I said the famous line, is that it?! She said yes, that's it (like she'd heard it a zillion times before!) Got to the courier desk and met the vodka man who had been accepted too. Lovely people on the courier desk too who told me my passport should be with me tomorrow or monday! She even looked up the postcode of where I'm staying for me.
I walked out with a big grin on my face, trying to open a door that didn't open and not even hearing the security guards behind me shouting "no! the other door" I just giggled and skipped away!
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