Chale Chalo

Had my run at the Indian embassy this past week in D.C. In fact, I need to make another go of it this coming Tuesday to pick up my visa.
The downside is having to drive from Florida north, back to Florida and now all over again.
I'll own up to a feeling of impending dread about it. I'm waiting to hear that something is amiss and the visa isn't ready. It isn't like I can call up and ask about the status over the phone. They never answer any of the multiple lines they have; nor do they respond to the recorded messages that you leave.
And so I drive...
The process itself wasn't bad. The line moved fairly quickly. It helped that a American-Punjabi girl sat next to me and kept me company while we waited. She was absolutely adorable. We chatted about Bollywood films and who our favorite actors were. She was big on Kajol while I favor Rani. We mutually agreed on the Big B.
Then my turn came up and I was out the door within 10 minutes. The only issue remaining was the pickup on Tuesday.
Once I retreive the damned thing, I have to head south and finish everything else I need to do quickly. I'll have four days befor my departure.