Nervous

So I got invited to a meeting in Abuja, Nigeria. The meeting is taking place next week Tuesday. I was given a grant for the travel. Yay! All good so far, right?

Monday: I arrive at the Nigerian embassy with a smile on my face and my documents in hand. I wait an hour for the man I was told to see to arrive (oh teh wonderful life of a diplomat!). I show him my document and he tells me I am missing one document. I rush to the office, print the document and rush back to the embassy only to be told there is one more document outstanding. It's lunch time already and the embassy is about to close. I haven't eaten since morning and the smile I arrived with is wearing thin. I head back to the office to get said document and try to do some work.

Tuesday - I arrive bright and early at the embassy with outstanding document. Slightly nervous I submit my application and say a silent pray that I will be given my visa. They tell me to come back on Friday. I leave the embassy in a higher spirit than yesterday until I realise that I just left my passport at the Nigerian embassy and I have no copy at all - THE NIGERIAN EMBASSY! Small panic attack. Oh and I met a young guy at the embassy who is Nigerian and told me that everyone working in the embassy is corrupt - hence the panic attack.

Wednesday and Thursday - nervous about whether I will get the visa. Ticket is booked, hotel reservations made. I keep telling myself that I will get the visa and I will go to Nigeria! This is a once in a life time opportunity. God, if you're listening please let me get that visa tomorrow morning when I go to pick up my passport! Please!

Very nervous and excited. Will post update soon.