So what else is new? Beth and I went to Mexico yesterday for the final dentist visit. We shopped till we dropped. Went to some areas we hadn't been to before and found some really neat shops not on the strip. Every time we go we try to find a different restaurant. The first one was too upscale, the second one, you got pics last time, was nice, we were tempted to go back, but we found this one called Rene's. It was recommended to us by one of the street venders. And Mexicans were eating there, not many tourists. You get serenadad at your table, where is a balcony when I need one?
So where is the Trauma you are asking. Well the night before I was getting everything together and couldn't find my Permanent Resident Card. Yes, the infamous Green Card! It was the ONLY card missing from my wallet. I had my Passport, my Drivers Licence and a photocopy of the missing card. I have photocopies of all my cards. So as I had to get my teeth done I decided to chance it. Well that was a mistake. I was taken out of line and sent to see the Officer of the Day. My options were: Beth could drive back and pick up my card (I had said it must be in my other purse) that was a 3 hour each way drive, plus even if it had been in my other purse she wouldn't know where to look. OR I could pay $540.00. By this time I was having palpitations. Finally he said there was another option. If I hadn't had a paperwork waiver before, they could do a one time waiver. I assured him I hadn't had one before. By this time Beth had joined me in THE ROOM. It took them about an hour just to stamp the paper. He kept coming back asking, where are you living now. Why is your address South Dakota. Where were you born. Where did you obtain this Passport.
So now I'm ripping my rig apart. It MUST be here somewhere. BHut it was still a great day! I have to find my card so I can go back one more time before I leave.