Yup. You guessed it. Visa denied. Clearly the Mullet has won this round.

Tomorrow we will find out if it’s worth our time to figure out why it was denied and try to fix it. But…I have a sneaking suspicion that Mullet had something to do with it, saying the documents weren’t originals, and they actually believed her. At some point, it’s just not worth fighting anymore.

I will not be able to have a real live paying job over there, but I can still volunteer at a school. And let’s face it–I can live without the $12 a week I would make teaching there. Even so, I feel vengeance toward Mullet, and I may not be able to contain myself when I see other mullets walking around in BG.

All told, this was a HUGE inconvenience, but not the end of the world. So…we should be heading back next week. And besides, the hound misses us. He really wants to show off his new attire…


I know, I know, sooooooo Harley Davidson of him. Perhaps he’s been a motorcycle hound all along and just unable to express his true self.  Who knew???? We’re now thinking of buying him one of those helmets with the shiny silver spike on top.  Whaddya think??