Lost in transit

Dragging Feet

I have to renew my US passport.

Soon.

Like before July.

Under normal circumstances, this would occasion a family day-trip to the big city ( The Hague, Rotterdam ), you know, go to the Embassy, see the sights, buy the kids Happy Meals .

Now, when I think of it, the word 'bunker' comes to mind. The ubiquitous interrogation scene from every B-grade film set during WWII ( 'And chust vhy did you leaf America ?').

I no longer envision a day-trip to the big city, a jolly time with the kids, coming up soon here.

Posted by at April 8, 2003 12:49 PM