The American Consulate in Moscow denied my girlfriend a student visa, on the grounds that she didn't have enough strong ties in Russia to ensure that she would return. They asked her twice if she had any children.
Pretty funny, because I personally know two girls who abandoned their children to go to America to work as strippers, after getting student visas for classes they never went to.
I wonder if anybody in the American embassy ever examined statistics about what percentage of single mothers abandon their children to stay in America.
And what's more my SERE class was cancelled, as not enough students pre-registered.
However, spending a few days with my father, who is suffering from Parkinson's and dementia, has sort of made me reconsider my interest in survival; it now seems a lot better to die of starvation in the woods or to get killed by terrorists than to die of old age.
So the world awaits me again.
But god, doesn't travel seem like something that only the douchiest, dorkiest, and most hopeless do, these days? The middle-aged frumpy EAT PRAY LOVE women, the humorless, douchey sex tourists, the slavering conspiracy theory escapists . . .
And I was really looking forward to a year without airports.
But anyway. Gotta play the hand you're dealt. Some choose, others are chosen.