Just after graduation and all the celebrations ended and family left town I found myself exhausted and wholly unprepared to continue the packing job my mother and sister started for me. Each day I would get tired just thinking of what I had to do and end up not doing any of it. Just as I was starting to get concerned, a shot of energy appeared from nowhere.
I packed up the rest of my place, sold my furniture, and was getting ready to get out of town when my friend Taryne noticed that the shot of energy might have made me a bit soft in the head. See I was planning to drive to the Bay with my car in tow behind a rental truck. The tow bar extended for what appeared to be miles behind the truck and Taryne kindly talked me out of driving it by myself and talked herself and Puna into driving up with me. Carl lent us his truck and we returned the dangerous contraption I had rented. It really was indeed an accident waiting to happen. Thank God for friends!
When I got home I discovered my passport and visa waiting for me. (They actually did the turnaround pretty quickly!) And upon seeing my first visa I now realize why they need your passport for a visa application. (I'm glad I could provide a laugh for all of you in the know.) I attached a picture of the visa below. Stephen this one is for you!
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The best part about passpot and visa photos is that they tell a story of their own. I think this one says, "I'm mentally prepared for the adventure, but also have the sneaky suspicion that I have no idea of what's in store!" Or maybe a simple, "Yeah, it's me Mr. Federale. Now can I be on my way, please." It's all so complex!
I use Denzel's photo. It's much more flattering than my own.
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