M.C Escher's Relativity, far less confusing than any Spanish bureaucratic process...Some of you may remember my earlier post about being stuck in bureaucracy hell. Well, the plot thickens. After a night of staying up against my will, and possibly witnessing a crime, I woke up late, rushed to the Interior Ministry building (the advantage of having been there so many times, now, is that I know the fastest route), realised I'd left my passport at home, and had to call my housemate out to bring it to me, before being processed and told that I would have to wait FORTY-FIVE DAYS before I'd be able to collect my ID card! Which means I won't be legal until early May! I'm moving back to the UK in July...
It would be funny if it were happening to someone else.
Jonathan Pryce in Terry Gilliam's Brazil (1985): Even the totalitarian bureaucratic nightmare vision of this film doesn't come close to what I've been through...
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