Animosity

Naturally the Kazakh embassy misprinted my visa...I applied for two entries so I could get back to Almaty and fly out back to Ashgabat.



Unfortunately they decided I'd only get one.



So I spent the morning at the embassy...AGAIN. I waited AGAIN. I was sent out in the city to the appropriate bank to pay the fee AGAIN. After returning and waiting in line AGAIN I was turned away AGAIN because my passport and visa copies were on two separate papers.



How could I have thought they would be able to look at TWO pieces of paper instead of ONE?



So then I had a nervous breakdown and freaked out...calmed myself down a bit...went on a search for a copy machine.



Upon returning I waited AGAIN and when I finally got back up to that damn window I was told I could not, in fact, get a transit visa to Almaty. I must have a TOURIST visa. And I also must write a letter to the consulate detailing the reason for my visit and all the lovely sites I'd like to see in the Republic of Kazakhstan.



So I wrote the letter. Signed it. Shoved it back through the window to the greatest jerk on the planet.



He glared at me and told me to come back Friday at 6:30...making sure I'd miss my flight and be completely stuck in Bishkek.



He handed me a declaration form and I started to have another nervous breakdown.



He laughed in my face.



I am so tired of people being mean to me. I want to go home.