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Published: March 2nd 2009
I drove to Houston with my Dad on Monday night, and we had dinner at one my favorite restaurants of old, Churrascos South American grill. the next morning I got up early and went to the Korean Consulate for my appointment. At the consulate were 5 other teachers waiting to get their visa. We were all leaving within 48 hours to go to Korea. In my interview, I spoke spanish with the consul for half the time because he knew spanish for some reason. then when he asked when i was leaving his whole demeanor changed. "you think we are just a stamp in the passport...we decide whether you go or not...we dont give everyone visa..." It was all a powerful trip and everyone came back at 2pm to pick up their visa. I headed off to the airport and had dinner with my Dad.
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