said yesterday that Quic and servant (almost) we had jumped a border checkpoint in search of an identification for Quic.
Well, they were more or less 9:50 pm X day, and 18 had to be at the Toulouse airport to catch a plane at 20 h.
We were going to La Seu d'Urgell, whose police arrived about 10:15. Quic made the tail while I went to park the car. Do you remember that, to save time, we had the passport photos in Andorra? Yes indeed, after twenty minutes of tail, a very kind lady told Quic those photos were no good, I had to go into town to be others, but not to worry, that gave her a sealed paper, which will then serve to jump the queue and get the passport directly.
There we go into town, found the site to take photos, they are doing and tell us it takes about twenty minutes to give it to us. Okay, we go to breakfast, we return, we collect the photos, we return to the station. It is 11:30 h.
station is mounted in a line of father and very dear sir, but we do not care, because Quic has a piece of foil stamping, enabling them to skip it by the finger to the poor children that are there waiting. But oh, Dior treacherous kind lady has freak and instead is a bitter life of the sealed paper states that do not enable a shit and Quic have to keep row and all my neighbors.
An hour passes in which I held "friendly" with a man who comes from Andorra to make your ID to your child, because it turns out at the embassy, \u200b\u200bresidents in Andorra, make them your passport, but not DNI, which is mandatory and have to come to Spain to make him (touch your balls Mariloli), and also had the pictures wrong, and also have tango with the roll of paper seal. He also struck up a conversation with Mr. Police is keeping the door and says that indeed, the "now you seal the paper" is a mug because the bundles brown and pyre, and that is a shame because there are two officers because the town is small, but as is the entire world of Andorra, it can not cope and who have completed larger offices a year ago, but they do not send personal and therefore not open it. A jewel, the mouth of Mr. Police. Total
that at about 13:15 h. Quic comes to the counter with Ms. Bitter and bittering, which makes the DNI, and when you will make the passport says that "the passport is made at that desk there, so get in that queue, majo" . We
to that counter and, after saving rigorous duty, we also attends Ms. Bitter and bittering (to freak out, the thing), where we maintain the following conversation:
Mrs A and A: Your passport will be expired right?
Well, they were more or less 9:50 pm X day, and 18 had to be at the Toulouse airport to catch a plane at 20 h.
We were going to La Seu d'Urgell, whose police arrived about 10:15. Quic made the tail while I went to park the car. Do you remember that, to save time, we had the passport photos in Andorra? Yes indeed, after twenty minutes of tail, a very kind lady told Quic those photos were no good, I had to go into town to be others, but not to worry, that gave her a sealed paper, which will then serve to jump the queue and get the passport directly.
There we go into town, found the site to take photos, they are doing and tell us it takes about twenty minutes to give it to us. Okay, we go to breakfast, we return, we collect the photos, we return to the station. It is 11:30 h.
station is mounted in a line of father and very dear sir, but we do not care, because Quic has a piece of foil stamping, enabling them to skip it by the finger to the poor children that are there waiting. But oh, Dior treacherous kind lady has freak and instead is a bitter life of the sealed paper states that do not enable a shit and Quic have to keep row and all my neighbors.
An hour passes in which I held "friendly" with a man who comes from Andorra to make your ID to your child, because it turns out at the embassy, \u200b\u200bresidents in Andorra, make them your passport, but not DNI, which is mandatory and have to come to Spain to make him (touch your balls Mariloli), and also had the pictures wrong, and also have tango with the roll of paper seal. He also struck up a conversation with Mr. Police is keeping the door and says that indeed, the "now you seal the paper" is a mug because the bundles brown and pyre, and that is a shame because there are two officers because the town is small, but as is the entire world of Andorra, it can not cope and who have completed larger offices a year ago, but they do not send personal and therefore not open it. A jewel, the mouth of Mr. Police. Total
that at about 13:15 h. Quic comes to the counter with Ms. Bitter and bittering, which makes the DNI, and when you will make the passport says that "the passport is made at that desk there, so get in that queue, majo" . We
to that counter and, after saving rigorous duty, we also attends Ms. Bitter and bittering (to freak out, the thing), where we maintain the following conversation:
Mrs A and A: Your passport will be expired right?
Quic: I do not remember, I think so.
Mrs. A. and A: is that if it is expired, 'I can not renew.
Quic : see, Madam, I is not picked up my passport because I was bringing home the DNI, and it turns out I'm the DNI, and I have to catch a plane, and as the DNI take a month give me, as I have said get me a passport, and as in Andorra are not a passport if you do not live there, because we come here, and I have already renewed your ID but you tell me the receipt I can not travel I need to catch that plane, and I've done three hundred million photos and I kept nine-tails, so you telling me you will BALLS OF SOLUTION THAT GIVES ME for once and bloody.
Mrs. A. and A.: Look, if the passport has not expired, the only thing you can do is to upload and put a complaint saying that you have lost your passport, and now with the complaint and what you shoot.
Quic and ATT, as an aside: is, we have to put a complaint like this so we know to be false. So things are going in this country.
Quic: How I can know whether or not expired passport?
Mrs. A. and A. Ah, that's what you look me in the computer.
Quic and ATT: PLEASE MAKE AS watching!
Ms. A and A: Ah, look, yes, you have expired.
Quic (much smoke coming from his ears): Well renuevemelo p *** a time, please.
Finally, at about the 14-something, left the direction Toulouse Seu ... We have four hours to spare we should reach. Farewell to our peaceful journey seeing the sights of the Pyrenees by carreterilla small. We are on turnpike, should give us time even stop to eat something.
This would have been, were it not that, halfway, the Turnpike was cut off and diverted us from a thousand villages.
Still, we reached the airport at 17 h. As soon, even after returning the rental car and all, we were told we had to wait to check the suitcase because it was too early.
seemed that finally the nightmare was over. That he was, only, to catch a plane and a taxi to get home at a decent hour. With plenty of time to rest before the hard day I expected on Monday.
But it would not be so simple, we still had much to live ....
That is history for another post, I promise to write within a month.
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