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notes on a passport

  1. It’s green, which means I didn’t get the new Philippine machine-readable passport that debuted in September 2007.
  2. Personal information is hand-written. Which means that to be an officer in the passport office of any Philippine consulate you must have impeccable handwriting.
  3. I should have worn redder lipstick and a v-neck top for my photo.
  4. My eyebrows look negligible but my eyeliner is flawless. FLAWLESS, people.
  5. Stamped on page 2: “Not valid for Travel to Iraq.” My previous passport, issued in 1993, advised that travel to South Africa was prohibited.
  6. It expires in five years. I might actually be a US citizen by then. In which case, do I get to keep this as a souvenir, a keepsake of my time as a member of the developing world?
  7. I am now cruising eBay for cheap yet fabulous passport covers.

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countdown to whistler: the consulate

I turned in my passport application today at the Philippine Consulate here in Chicago. Assuming verification with the New York office checks out, I should have my passport in 3 to 4 weeks. Just in the nick of time for Maria and Clancy’s wedding.

Yeah, I like cutting things close. Now while I wait, I need to look into finding plus-size ski wear. For one, possibly two days of tubing. Also book my Vancouver hotel room. Find something to wear to the wedding. Maybe lose weight? Argh!

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flipped off

Okay, so I just called the Philippine consulate here in Chicago to make sure they were open today. Because I need to get a passport so I can actually, you know, go to Canada for Clancy & Maria’s wedding. Of course, efore I could ask how late they were open, the dude on the phone hung up on me.

Typical? I’m not sure. Rude? Yes.

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