The post title is taken from the name of the first chapter of Alexander Dumas’s The Count of Monte Cristo. I believe we will fare better than Edmond Dantès. But I’m getting ahead of myself.
Our first run at getting the visas began early in the year, on February 2. Not surprisingly, our applications were incomplete: the French officials claimed the documents permitting the boys to live in France were insufficient. We would have to go to court to get a more specific order. In addition, we did not yet have a place to live: a definitive address is a requirement for visa approval. Continue Reading