8 months later and I'm finally (almost) a real nanny. September 2010
I've been here TRYING to become legal (just for the year, not as a citizen) for over eight months now. After months of paperwork, medical visits, long metro rides, meetings, running all over town with a baby and a broken stroller, expensive photocopies and letters and at least one daily encounter with a complete imbecile, it seems as though I may have once and for all obtained all necessary documents for la gouvernement française to grant temporary Health Insurance and an 'okay' to be in France.
And I'm Canadian.
I'd hate to think what other immigrants have to go through in this town on a regular basis and I'm starting to understand the French interest in 'manifs' and greves. It's because the whole system is a frickin' waste of time and money.
But...at least now, if I end up in the hospital again, it's not the end of the world and after five years of nothing, I might be ablet to finally see a dentist too.
Oh, did I mention that next week it's time to renew my visa? And so it begins anew.
Vive la France!
Posted by Julie Jolicoeur at 9:55 AM