Or so the saying goes….
Today, I got my third, yes, third, expedited passport. It seems that I am an incredibly careless person when it comes to forms, identification, and any type of paperwork.
I had to get an expedited passport because I put my old passport in the wash. This is the second time that I have put a passport through the wash cycle.
The first time was upon my return from Iceland in maybe 2005? I guess I wasn’t paying attention (imagine that), and into the wash it went.
When it came out, I dried it, and it seemed fine to me.
Unfortunately, I am apparently not a good judge of the state of passports because it caused quite a ruckus on my next trip which was to Costa Rica. I left Columbus, Ohio just fine – no one mentioned any problems with the passport, but when I got to Houston, I was told that I couldn’t fly out on such a damaged passport because they are “really picky in Costa Rica” (which seems not true, but what do I know?).
So I had to spend the day getting my passport sorted which bungled up the trip for me (and my misfortunate travel companions).
And then in 2017, I returned from Iceland and again, put my passport in the wash. What the heck is it about Iceland that makes me want to cleanse my passport?
So…I did nothing about this for two years other than try to flatten out my passport. With moving and all, I didn’t get anywhere out of country last summer…so I just kind of forgot about it.
Until about two weeks ago when I collected it from underneath the flattening spot in my room. And I grew a bit concerned that maybe my two year flattening process had not been sufficient.
So, just to be on the safe side, I made an appointment with the DC passport agency to get a new passport. I got the last available appointment which was for today at 1:00.
A Lyft ride to the spot, a couple hours wait, the exchange of some cash, and presto! new passport!
Just in time because I leave for Greenland via (gasp) Iceland on Sunday.
Stay tuned.
Amy Oswalt 