It’s All Greek to Me
Tomorrow, I am bound for a week on the beaches of Paros, an island in Greece followed by a couple of days in Athens. The weather here in London has actually been pretty great this weekend if a bit humid. We got all our papers signed for the apartment and moved everything in today (except for the stuff we’re bringing to Greece). Two days after we get back from Greece, we head out again to Toronto for my friends’ wedding.
Oh yes, Kat arrived on Friday. I showed up at the airport with the plan to surprise her … I waited for 1 … then 2 … then 2.5hrs. I started calling around my hotel, immigration office, the airline, and even had her paged through the airport. After awhile (long while) I got a call from immigration (who had originally told me nobody on the flight was held there) to ask me a few questions. Eventually, Kat got out but it took 5 hours of interrogation on why she was in the city for 3 months without a job. It seems the UK immigration cannot fathom the idea of someone taking some time off after quitting a job without any immediate plans to start working again.
