I did not think to take a photo of all the documents that we (Matt really) had to procure and submit, but here is a rendering of the four folders with contents of one:
Each of the four folders (one for each member of the family going to Spain) contained the following:
Application forms, double sided
Supplementary application forms
All of the above had to be officially translated and apostilled by at approved notary public
A money order
extra passport photos
Aproval of work and residency permits
Printouts of the email confirming the appointment at the Consulate
Photocopies of Drivers' liscense, if applicable
Each one of these documents in each file had to have a photocopy accompanying it.
SO, how do I FEEL about this next move?
Sad, to be leaving family and old friends, and a house that has become quite comfortable and a country where I speak and comprehend just fine.
However, my feelings about needing to PACK and get out of this house by Friday afternoon are completely unequivocal.
But is does not seem right to leave without posting just one blog on what a delightful snowy New England winter this has been. As bothersome as all the moves are, I am very glad to have been able to be here.
|Here is Iris, helping to get firewood in.|
We managed to visit my brother and family in Vermont over the holidays. They are staying in an apartment in this big old barn.
Here we all are inside:
I can't possibly include or acknowledge all the wonderful friends and family who have made our stay back here so delightful. My nieces Franny and Caroline here with Iris and Adele with gingerbread houses must represent them all.
But with 24 hours to go, I have got to stop procrastinating by working on this blog!
Back to the ever lurking army of roller bags:
Good by, Concord! Hola, Madrid!