It didn’t start well this time. The Indian Embassy in Berne didn’t approve our photos although we used the same as last year.
We had to retake these burglar photos without smiling and looking straight to the camera and sending them again to Berne. And I was so glad when I saw the envelope from the Embassy with my handwriting in my post.
Oh, dear! But I only got my passport back. The ones of my boys were missing.
I wrote in German. I sent the same mail several times. I didn’t get any answer.
Another weekend passed.
I wrote in English. I wrote in big letters and in red: Missing passports. I got the answer that I could fetch them at the Embassy in Berne.
Oh, my god! No time to travel. I wrote again. I told them to send them. They told me they couldn’t because they didn’t…
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