Tyumen.
So, dear readers, I present to you the story "The Embassy! It's Simple!" The main events unfold right before the "Embassy" and within its walls.
Why there? The reason is statistics. I conducted a survey: "What is more interesting: the Embassy in Yekaterinburg or instructions on filling out a visa application and other pre-consular trifles?" Surprisingly, the majority chose the "former."
The first steps are not as interesting, it seems to me. Therefore, I will not focus on them. Filling out a visa application is a very fascinating activity, but I prefer more vital or lively topics.
What do I remember from the shore (Tyumen)? Probably our general gathering (of our group, which was getting a visa in April 2009) at the CMO office. A magnificent opportunity to get to know our comrades in "misfortune or fortune," exchange phone numbers, and agree on a joint trip to Yekaterinburg by train (for example).
After a thorough briefing, and it was exactly that, some of us decided to continue this meeting. We moved to a cozier place, a nearby cafe.
We ordered lunch, relaxed, and continued the meeting.
What topics weren't there: What to do if there are problems with the language? How to prepare better and what is better to prepare for the embassy? The main advice boiled down to the following: Do not be nervous, get enough sleep the night before, find a list of common questions on the Internet and memorize them, rehearse with friends, etc.
The most interesting question of the entire meeting: What is going on with swine flu? This topic intrigued everyone present. Of course, it did not relate to the upcoming interview, but it was very fresh and entertaining. Everyone expressed their opinion, and it was my turn. R – guys; A – author;
R: What do you think about this?
A: I don't really imagine the possible consequences, but I see "its instigators" quite clearly!
R: What do you mean?
A: I mean, where did it come from!?
R: And where did it come from?
A: This is a trick by Muslims. They don't eat pork, right? This plays into their hands (I joked).
R: (the reaction to the joke followed immediately) Everyone started smiling.
Who would have thought that it wouldn't be limited to our company!
What am I talking about? Probably about the cold hand that fell on my shoulders at the end of my joke. Who could it be? Our neighbors, at the next table, which was right next to us. Who was sitting there? And here are some more characters – Muslims!
Everything is not so scary. A few moments later, a smile broke out on the face of the owner of this "cold hand." He even praised me on behalf of all his friends.
The next day we gathered at the railway station and set off on a "great hike." We traveled for four hours, which is more than enough to prepare for the interview one more time and rest.
