I feel like I was put through an old fashioned clothes wringer….

Long, long story short – my old Passport was full. I had not a single empty page for stamps or visas (yes, my work spoils me), so I knew I had to send the book in for more pages, which I’ve done before. Fall of last year, I sent my Passport back to the Department of State for a few more pages, and then I got the dreaded letter.

“Your Passport has been held and destroyed for security. Please reapply for a new Passport.”

All those stamps, all my travels – turns out, after a call or four to my Senators, my Passport book was incinerated and gone. And I never got around to reapplying…. I was mad. But I need to be in Riyadh next week, with very little notification.  So down to the National Passport office in Detroit I went Monday to meet the inquisition! And then again for a bit today.

I was grilled; really, seriously grilled. Suffice to say, our government deigned to let me board an international flight again.

Maybe I’ll behave with this Passport book. Maybe….

Back to work