What excitement! O what excitement! Seventeen-year old Gianella Lopez Fuentes from Chile had booked her flight to New Zealand. Her sister had married a New Zealander. They had a baby. They were paying for her trip. She would stay six months with them before beginning her studies at Pontificia Universidad Católica de Chile in Villarrica. She would see her niece for the first time!
Gianella had $104 dollars in cash. But that was enough for costs on the flight. Her sister and husband would pick her up at the airport, and she would live with them for the six months, and help look after the baby. Her niece! After all, her sister and husband had visited Chile last year and stayed with Gianella’s family for three months and paid not a penny! It was family. That’s the way it worked.
Upon arrival, the Custom’s official noticed something. One hundred and four dollars for a six-month stay? You must be kidding. You’re going to look after someone’s baby? Sounds like work to me, and your visa is for three months and it’s not a work permit.
Gianella was put on the first flight back home to Chile. She never got to even wave to her sister at a distance.
Back home, Gianella was interrogated. Clearly, she’d been sent home on suspicion of terrorism. Today she can’t travel anywhere. She’s on the list.
Totally accurate !
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You probably read it in the NZ papers – but I changed the name and a few details!
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Sounds about right!
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Right!
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Best wishes with your piano-ing. Break a leg!
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All over… it went rather well. About the 50th minute into it and someone waiting to sit their drivers license test complained to the authorities that the music was making them nervous! I asked if I should stop and the library said, no – keep going. However, it took the passion out of the Last Tango!
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There’s not supposed to be passion in the library anyway, is there? Although… “The Last Tango In the Library” does sound more illicitly delicious than “The Last Tango in Paris.”
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More manageable – especially if the librarian has her hair tied in a sensible bun with horned-rimmed glasses and sensible shoes.
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You remind me…..I played Marian the Librarian in The Music Man, many eons ago. Love the songs from that musical.
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I know “of” the Music Man but have never listened to it. Shall Youtubeicate it, possible tonight.
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But my, is she ever in a pickle. A pickled pepper I’d say. From traveling teen to terrorist just like that?! An astute example that the policy of truth is highly overrated! Something I’m certain she she thought about on the twelve and a half hour flight back.
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As you know I’m in a panic pickle myself at present!
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Ah, but with gift of your golden fingers you needn’t worry of being sent home!
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🙂
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What have I missed?????
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Just me having to suddenly play the piano in the local library. All over. All done…
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Have you ever played a piano before, or did someone suddenly say “I know, let’s get that Bruce fellow in and see what happens”?
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I used written music – and an old man sitting there at the end said you played an F sharp on page 42 that’s not there.
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LOL!
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It’s really dumb to take off for a six-month visit with a three-month visa. And you don’t need a work permit to visit family and help them out. And why was there no family there to meet her? If Gianella—candidate for the universidad—didn’t have good enough English to get out of this pickle, there’s something more wrong here than the mean bureaucracy. Sounds like a language/stupidity problem to me.
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In the end, they apologized – she had simply been too enthusiastic – and did give her a free ticket back and a six month visa. (I added “the list” because I’m heavily into the drama queen scenario!)
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And yet there people who come in through the back door….
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True!
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This is based on a true story? Bureaucracy gone mad! I recently entered the US with just $US100 cash. No one asked how much I had……..
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It was in the NZ papers a couple of months back. It worked out ok in the end.
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I’ve flown into the US four times in the past 15 years and never had any US currency with me. Back in the 80s I applied to the US embassy in UAE, where I was living at the time, for a visa to visit the US s part of a trip around the world, and the very large marine on the desk asked me how I intended to support myself while in his country. I popped my gold American Express card on the desk in front of him, fully expecting him to say “That’ll do nicely” like on the TV adverts of the day. He didn’t. He just said “Okay, Sir” and pushed it back at me.
I was laid off shortly after that, and never did make the trip. I still have the “multiple indefinite” visa in my long-expired passport, though.
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I simply said “I’m visiting friends”. That went to blazes after 9/11. So I went illegal. Applied for the green card/paid$12,000 to an immigration lawyer…. in the end drove to Canada and told the same lies, flew to New Zealand where my partner pays taxes and gets no government benefits… Can’t even see a doctor….
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Sounds very complicated…
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Oh my. Unfortunately, it’s believable.
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Now that my passport has expired, I would love to be on such a list!
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I always got caught at school. And me such an innocent
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LOL!
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the joys of air travel…
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Unfortunately, such are the times we live in! The story is a microcosm of the macrocosm.
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Indeed! True!
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What a tangled situation, I’m glad it worked out in the end.
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