can you apply for schengan when on fiance visa too !!
regards
jonathan
can you apply for schengan when on fiance visa too !!
regards
jonathan
Good news Arthur. There are some brilliant shops and cafes in the small streets BEHIND Prince's Street - a lot cheaper than on the main drag.
Pack your clubs and go and have 18 holes at WEST LINTON - a few miles outside the city.
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Pressed rat and warthog closed down their shop!
Congratulations and enjoy your trip![]()
Though you do not write books, you are the writer of your life. Because everything depends on YOU.
congratulations on getting the visa! enjoy the french capital and try to forget about the current exchange rate!![]()
Thanks, Eula ... and I hope you manage to get yours soon too. What a hassle it is, considering Britain's membership [albeit not exactly through the electorate's unanimous choice!] of the EEC.
As for the current exchange rate... enough said ... but I'll certainly do my best not to think overmuch about it!
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Thanks, Alan. Yeah, you're right!And *they make a pleasant change from the rather mundane, "run of the mill" chain stores one finds in almost all reasonably sized towns throughout the entire UK nowadays ... more "individuality" about them, somehow.
Likewise, with the small taverns and pubs to be discovered "off the beaten track"; Rose Street being a prime example.
Sadly, yesterday's weather was absolutely appalling... 'Auld Reekie' being even more windswept than usual, and awash with torrential rain. So you can imagine how this deluge would affect the golf course at West Linton!
I hope you're well on the mend after your recent accident, mate. Regards too, to Hanna.
Many thanks to all who responded to this post, and for the congratulatory messages received.
Myrna and I duly reported to the French Embassy in Edinburgh yesterday morning as directed ... albeit slightly behind schedule, on account of progress being hampered by traffic congestion arising from precautionary speed restrictions implemented on the Forth Road Bridge, due to gale-force winds.
More or less in accordance with my expectations - once the various formalities had been completed - we were given the option of either having Myrna's processed passport returned to us the following day by 'Special Delivery' ... or calling back in the late afternoon to collect it.
Mindful of the fact that neither of us was likely to be available to sign for the package when it arrived, owing to my having a routine hospital appointment, we chose the latter.
McDonald's two branches in Princes Street - the Capital's main thoroughfare - were both filled to capacity and evidently doing a "roaring trade" as hordes of people flocked into the fast food outlets in a desperate bid to escape the fierce, cold gusts of wind and squally bursts of rain flooding the pavements.
Mary Poppins would've been aghast at the sheer number of discarded umbrellas stuffed into litter bins placed strategically along one of Scotland's most exposed and windblown urban streets.
Many hours (and showers) later, we stood on the Consulate's doorstep together with other bedraggled hopefuls waiting, in turn, to pick up their newly endorsed passports.
Much to my relief, the earlier security checks we'd had to undergo that morning were waived, and we were met by a very friendly member of staff ... a Frenchman, who even shook our hands and wished us a very happy (if belated) honeymoon in his native country.
Magic!![]()
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