(the misadventures of an expatriate corporate dropout)

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

they gave me a letter of good conduct!

Yes, it is true. I must present, amongst a large stack of various and sundry documentation, a letter of good conduct to the French authorities in order to obtain my visa. Something to verify they aren't allowing a known criminal into their fair land.

I took myself to the local police department and submitted my request. They don't just hand one over mind you, they INVESTIGATE. Today, I received the call. Appear at the records desk between 9am and 5pm to collect your Letter of Good Conduct.

Mind you, this is for the one town I live in currently. Phew! (Obviously they hadn't heard about the gin in my apron pocket). ((Good thing they don't know YOU lot! ha.))