The morning was not as pleasant as I wished it to be as my room was double booked and I had to check out.
So I decided to go to the consulate as I have to bring her my pictures anyway and hope that she lets me use the internet, as I needed a hotel to stay.
After driving around for 1 hour in a cab ( if cab drivers say: sisi, claro, conozco la dirrecion, do not under any circumstances believe them – they do not know) I arrived at the consulate.
We checked the pictures ("haha looks funny no? This picture with the numbers on it, as you were in jail." Yes she is up for good jokes.) and explaining to her four times yes it is my birthday in 3 days, yes there is nobody i can spend it with.) we sent the forms to Mexico City.
They try to send the passport back by friday, but there is one big problem with the whole friday – issue, you remember her son? Yes, she takes the day off on Friday, because she knows its urgent for me but she is not going to put her family life behind as she only sees him every sixth month. After I explained her that me waiting in front of the consulate for DHL is not going to give me my passport she was willing to call a second lady who hopefully is going to be there to take my passport on Friday.
So this was done, but wait a second – still no place to stay and no way she is going to let me use the internet ("oh you know, they are so old and they break done so easily I fear you have to go somewhere else."
After looking for an internet cafe for one hour I decided to have breakfast, as food usually always makes you feel better. Than I met a nice woman who took me to all the hotels she knows and now I am in one of them.
Paying 400 mxn pesos for nothing except of a bed and not working internet , but it could be worse.
Tomorrow I have to check in into a hostel in the Hotel Zone so hopefully I can go to the beach for one day
So guys, who are able to enter and leave countries, cross your fingers for me that this hostel is going to be nice and that I can spend at least one day at the beach as on friday I have to be at the consulate the whole day, just in case my passport arrives (oh you know, we cant say that for sure, as there are holidays and stuff like that and it could also be monday until it arrives)
After 3 hours of sleep and checking whether the passport is really gone, me and Tuomas started the day with trying to find the American consulate. Not that easy as the consulate changes its position twice a year and nobody knows the real adress. Going there and spending 300 mxn pesos for the cab was quite senseless as they started laughing and saying, honey without a physical passport there is no way they let you in (and no , crying is not working in that case)
Next stop: the Austrian consulate (as it is no bank holiday today) If you think you can expect a nice warm welcome , as you are the citizen they should help and as you are stuck in a country you do not want to be stuck in – you are mistaken.
With the austrian politness i was greeted by: Why are you late, I told you you should be here at 9, usually I would have dinner with my son now. I can't promise you that I will stay here. If we are in the middle of filling out the forms I will just leave if he calls.
In the end – after I started crying again – she stayed until I filled out all the forms. So with one form saying I lost my passport and with another form saying I wanna have a new passport in my hands we went to take pictures for this new passport ( the best pictures you have ever seen in your life I can promise you that one). OF course taking such important pictures takes one day so that sending it to the embassy is not possible today.
After having lunch with Tuomas and convincing him that I am not going to die here in Mexico (when I said, it I was not quite sure by myself) we went to one of the few hotels which still had a room free.
After tuomas left and a nice skype session with Stephane and Pierre who found it enormously entertaining that I am stuck in Mexico I fell asleep.
Yes I did it (no, I didn't marry a Mexican and have the intention to stay here forever)
No, I lost my passport (and yes I know, thats typical for me, so please spare me the comments )
But anyway, I thought I write this short blog about it, so that just in case it happens to somebody of you, you know what to do, or what NOT to do.
So here we go!
El primero dia
After having arrived in Cancun and finding out that you have no idea where your passport is, and therefore you have no chance to enter the U.S.A where your best friends are waiting to celebrate your birthday and New Years Eve with you, you start thinking about several options you have or whom to call to get closer to your passport.
Now I provide you with a short overview of what options you have:
- Trying to get a hold of the police
Dont! They do not even pick up the phone and when you tell people that you wanna go there because maybe somebody found your passport and gave it to them, people start laughing. Somehow this is not the mexican way of handling lost things.
- Trying to get a hold of the taxi company you have been taking the whole week in Playa del Carmen because maybe you lost your passport there. Just impossible.
- Calling the Austrian embassy
Would be a good option but do not dare to call them on a Austrian bank holiday. Conversations will with certainty end up like that:
„Why are you calling, don't you know that it is a bank holiday in Austria (oh I am sorry, of course , why didn't I think of that, when I find out that I am stuck in fucking Mexico) Come by tomorrow.
- Go to the airport and ask at the service station for lost and found
As this was my last option I decided to go there.
So after spending 125 mxn pesos to go to the airport and finding out that your passport is not there, there is only one thing you can do to make people start paying attention – start crying.
Thats what I did.
At least this made people starting listening. So they established contact to the airport police. After waiting at the airport for 2 hours to talk to them (Yes, everything is a little bit more relaxed in Mexico), the only thing they could tell me was that they can't do anything and that I have to go to the main police station in the center and that I should contact the U.S. embassy (which was of course closed at that time as I was waiting for this advice for 2 hours)
The only helpful thing they told me is that I should have a copy of my passport stating that I am the person I am claiming to be.
So after having printed out the copy of my passport, I went to the police station. A really nice place to spend 3 hours, especially as it is located in one of the "nicest" districts in Cancún. You will definitely experience a real authentic Mexico.
If you are a girl just keep in mind not to go there in a short skirt as you might end up sitting next to 10 prostitutes and people start thinking you are one of them.
Also bring along somebody who is able to speak spanish, because the general answer to the question"Hablas ingles?" is "no, solo espanol"
After giving the police woman 150 mxn pesos you leave the policestation with a report saying that you lost your passport. So at least you achieved something.
So after day 1 I spent a lot of pesos on nothing and had one report saying that I lost my passport.
As the nice woman from the Austrian Embassy scheduled an appointment for me the next day, my plan was to go there and to the American Embassy to find out whether I can enter the U.S.