When we hear the word alien, we think of some green creature crawling around Mars or some crazy species who is planning on invading our Earth with their sliminess. However, as I am sure you know, alien also can be defined as 'someone belonging to a foreign country' and this context of alien is one that Joseba and I have become oh-so-familiar with over the past few months.
Deciding to move to the USA was easy, as it was something we had been talking about for a long time, it was always just a matter of when. However, when we started looking at the process, we realized it was quite a lengthy one and decided to get started as soon as possible and then see when to go.
Over the course of the entire process, I kept a little blog, so will share that with you all now so you can kind of get an idea of the immense amount of work behind bringing this cute boy home with me this September! The first step of the long process is the filing of the I-130, which is an application sent to the USCIS (United States Customs and Immigration Services) to see if Joseba was eligible to apply for a visa based on his status as my spouse. This form can be filled out for spouses, children and parents.
In this packet, not only did I have to
prove my Americaness, but more importantly, we had to prove that we are truly a
married couple and that this wasn’t all a sham to get Joseba into the
country. Me being American was easy to
prove – copy of the good ol’ birth certificate and a copy of my current
passport and that was over. The marriage
thing though, is where we went a bit crazy.
We are in love, no doubt about that.
Anyone who knows us knows that our relationship is 100% bona fide, to
use the government’s term. But, it is
true that people pretend to be in a relationship just to slide past
immigration. We didn’t want there to be
a single doubt in the immigration people’s eyes, so we loaded the packet with
stuff that went over and above proving that we are a true married couple. Here is the list of what we sent off as
‘evidence’ that we are a real couple – a
copy of our marriage certificate, copy of our joint apartment lease, copy of
the Spanish census data showing we live together, copy of the existence of our
joint bank account, copy of bank transfers from our joint bank account paying
for our joint apartment, 2 affidavits from close friends who have known us
since the relationship started testifying to the validity of our relationship,
a copy of the postcard I sent the family announcing our wedding, a copy of the
article published in the newspaper in the States announcing our marriage, copy
of plane and train tickets of trips we had taken together and, last but
definitely not least, a copy of a lot of blogs I had written about with Joseba
in them (trips to Stockholm, Berlin, the
wedding, etc). If that is not enough to
show we are a legit couple, I don’t know what is. It was funny as we printed out something like
20 of my blogs – while this has been an amazing way to sort of document and
share what I have done here, it was also incredibly helpful for this
packet. I mean, some of the blogs are 2
years old – it’s sort of like a living history!
When we decided to send the package, we
were scurrying around like crazy; we needed to have the translator, Erika, sign
off on all the translations, take passport-style photos (which are nothing like
identity photos in Spain) and get to the UPS place by 7:30. As luck would have it, there was quite a lot
of traffic, no parking and a jam in the photo printer machine. In the end, we got all the stuff and raced to
the UPS office. We made it just in the
nick of time and somewhat laughed because we thought we would have been
finished for an hour or so by then.
Regardless, we were ecstatic to have made it and to get this devil of a
package en route. In the past 48 hours,
we had just lived and breathed immigration.
We raided Iker and Ixaskun’s house and took their printer, probably
using a good 200 pages of printing paper.
The problem was that if we found one mistake, maybe we had to make the
change on that paper but then also on the cover letter and such. We were printing like Gutenberg and what a
mess we had all over the floor. After
final printing, then came time for hole punching and neon arrow sticking. In the end, the package came together,
something like 80 pages and 11 sections, but finished, thank God.
So by time we got the UPS, this package was
like our baby. I had no shame in asking
the friendly UPS lady to take a picture of us before we shipped it off. She laughed and obliged. Check out my grip on the package! It was off and a quick 2 days later it was
received and signed for at the USCIS office. The games had begun.
When the USCIS receive your package, they
immediately send you a ‘notice of acceptance’ meaning they have gotten the
package. When they approve it, they also
send a ‘notice of approval’. Because we
live abroad, we included a form stating that we elected to be notified via
email, that way we wouldn’t be chewing our fingernails waiting for something in
the mail. The email of acceptance never
came. And then it still didn’t come and
still. I began biting my nails. After 10 business days of no notice or
anything, I decided to call the USCIS and ask if they had a status on the
package. I was a bit nervous to call
because I didn’t want to annoy them and have our forms sent to the back of the
line, but was really anxious so decided to call anyways.
The lady at USCIS was very friendly and
said that living abroad it’s possible that we would NEVER receive the hard copy
notice because they only put 45cent stamps on the letters so it probably
wouldn’t arrive. She gave us the case
number and told us to check the status online.
We went to the website and put our extremely long case number in and
started to read what popped up. It said
blah blah blahh APPROVED blah blah blah.
I about died! We hugged like
there was no tomorrow and did a happy dance in the living room! Here we were worried that they hadn’t even
started working on the application and it was already approved! What luck!
We were hoping to get the ‘expedited line’ and we did. Turns out, most I-130s take about 5 months to
reach approval stage and ours only took 11 days! If you are a US Citizen and you are living
abroad with your spouse, they do a courtesy of giving you a quick pass. Boy did we appreciate it!
With the first step down we eagerly started
preparing for the second step – when the package gets sent to the NVC (National
Visa Center). For this we really had to
be on top of our game. We became super
fans of a website called VisaJourney, which is a huge forum community of people who
have done, are doing or are planning to immigrate or help someone
immigrate. The amount of information is
extraordinary. It is set up as a helpful
tool to anyone going through the tricky and long process.
Waiting waiting
waiting – that wass the name of the game. Ever since we got our notice of approval hard copy, I had
been calling the government agency that the application is being shipped to –
the NVC (National Visa Center) to see if the case had arrived from USCIS. Here is
where they button up the case even more – show that Joseba will be financially
supported, that he isn’t a criminal, that he doesn’t have any crazy diseases to
spread to our citizens and so on. What
normally takes only a month really had us excited, but although turning stuff
in is said to take a month, it seems that merely waiting for a case number was going to be the same amount of time. After
about 10 straight days of calling (business days that is), we were finally told
on May 25th that the actual case had been received on May 21st
however they hadn’t input it into the system yet and to call back in another 10
business days.
Calling and calling and calling – every
day. It was like my new addiction! And finally, almost a month to the date after
our notice of approval, we got a case number at the NVC!
After about 15 minutes of holding, the usual, they took my call. It’s always the same thing – ‘good afternoon,
your case or receipt number please’ to which I always friendlily respond with
my receipt number and always get told ‘we have the file but it hasn’t been
entered into the system yet. Please
allow 10-20 more business days for that.’
But today, Roberto answered my call and instead of giving me that
schpeel after hearing my number he asked for my full name and DOB and the
beneficiary’s (Joseba) full name and DOB.
I knew that this was it! I gave
all our info and then asked for the case number, happy as could be and then
wished him a good day! He said to wait for an email from NVC and then we could get started on the next phase of our immigration journey.
We finally got some contact from the
NVC a bit later! They sent us each an email which basically states the case is
now being handled by the NVC and is ready for progress to be made. Joseba had to send in a ‘Choice of Agent’
Form, basically select an American who has a US bank account who can pay the fees and
a stateside address to receive mail quicker.
While I have the bank account, we opted to be contacted by email which
is faster by far! We sent the form,
super excited and finished up the big packages that we would soon have to send – sponsorship paperwork and the official
immigration application! AHHHH! We
had been waiting for so long and were so pumped to finally get some action with
the NVC. We even did a little happy
dance in the kitchen!
We finally got the Sponsorship forms, or Affidavit of Support papers as the NVC calls them sent
off on Thursday the 14 of June!
In this package we needed to prove that Joseba would have Stateside financial support so that he would not become a drain on the economy. To do this, you have to prove, via your taxes and current job, that you have enough money to support the 'alien' above the poverty level. Since I earn my money outside of the US and the income will not continue when we arrive, my income was useless so we had to ask my cousin and her husband, the Cathy and Paul you have read about in my blogs before, to be the joint sponsors. Cathy and Paul, being an alien himself from New Zealand, were happy to help bring Joseba over and quickly filled out the paperwork and sent it over to us. Cathy snapped this pic before sending us her part of our massive paperwork pile!
For this package to be sent it, the NVC states that you are supposed to write the case number on each page…which adds up to
quite a lot of work seeing that the package was over 100 pages! Our lving room transformed into an office with garbage papers on the ground, hole punched papers littering the table and a million pens. Not only did we have to prove that there is
enough money to support Joseba should he turn into an unemployed bum, but I
also had to do a lot of proving myself – showing that although I haven’t lived
in the States for quite some time, that I have always maintained my life there
and it is my permanent domicile. To give
you an idea of all of the stuff I had to submit to prove that, here is the
laundry list of what I mailed in: a
personal letter stating the above, my voter registration at my permanent
address, my past checking and credit cards statements that arrive to my
address, my active student loan bill, a copy of my valid driver’s license, a
copy of our apartment lease here showing that it will finish on June 30th,
a letter from Grammy stating we will live at her home upon our arrival and
emails from current contact I have with employers looking for a job!
After the second 150-page package, we were
happy to start working on the DS-230 forms, which is the official immigration
visa application from the Department of State. Basically, you give your personal information (name, address, age, where you have lived, etc) and promise that you don't plan to assassinate any
American, bring bombs, participate in sex trafficking – all these sort of
things that no one says yes to. Then on
top of that, we had to submit our marriage certificate, Joseba’s birth
certificate, Joseba’s civil status certificate and his police records…which was clean. Yay! The Civil Status Certificate was kind of a joke though because from the Spanish government, it is the Certificade de Fe de Vida y Estado, so not only does it say if he is married or not, but it states that he in fact IS alive! Apparently, someone has tried to apply for an American visa with a dead man's name before and now this is part of the process, no joke. We had all of those things, except for the
police records and we put in the request and waited patiently for them in the
mail. However, when the certificate
arrived, it wasn’t to Joseba, it was to JoseFa!
Microsoft Word had autocorrected his name, since it is in Basque! Luckily, Joseba’s assessor’s secretary was
able to throw in some nasty words and got us the certificate in a jiffy so we
could include it as soon as possible in our package. This time it arrived to Joseba, thank
god!
We sent the package and since that was all
we could do, we just started the waiting game.
Tick tock tick tock. Finally, on June 29th, I called to get a status update and the guy,
although I couldn’t understand his accent much said CASE COMPLETE which are the
words anyone filing for a visa just can’t wait to hear! We were worried that the paperwork would take
longer than that, but having received everything, it seems they were
quick to process the application and now we just had to wait for an interview
date in Madrid! Eeeek!
After almost 2 weeks of waiting we finally
were informed of Joseba’s interview – which was scheduled for August 16th. It was defintiley not as early as we wanted it, but we were
happy to atleast write it on the calendar and have a date to look forward
to.
The journey to Madrid for the interview started with a medical exam that Joseba needed to do with one of two doctors in all of Spain. Approved as a Visa Doctor, he had to pay a hefty sum to get a check-up which included a blood test (checking for HIV and syphilis), a chest x-ray, checking his vaccination record and the regular yearly check-up stuff. The results were available the next day, which are neccessary to bring to the actual interview at the Embassy, but instead, we headed south to Cabo de Gata, in the south of Spain for a short beachside vacation while waiting for the August 16th interview which was the following week.
On the day of the interview we swung past the doc's office and got the results, which they gave to us in a sealed bag which could NOT be opened by us, only by the Embassy officials.
At the Embassy we arrived about 40 minutes early and had to wait in line
outside to pass through security. We had done some shopping before and brought a weekend bag to carry around with us, which we planned to leave in the storage area in the Embassy since they do not allow these big bags inside the Embassy itself. The security guard saw me and said, nope you can't go in with that, you have to wait outside, at which point my heart dropped. But then, another security guard saw that I had an American passport and said 'are you an American citizen?' and I answer 'yes', and she said that 'oh, well if you're a citizen come on in, we will hold your bag until the interview is over, no problem, but just for citizens'! Lucky break! Since I was not the one having the interview I technically didn't even need to go to the interview and was a bit stressed they wouldn't let me in for that, but here the big hubbub was about the bag! They let me in and we were assigned a number and passed through to the
waiting room for Consular Services.
While there was no clock, there were a lot of people but our process
moved quite quicly. We were called to window 1 where a nice woman
leafed through our paperwork and asked questions here and there -
confirmed where we would live upon arrival, asked the relation of the
joint sponsor to us, asked if this was the first marriage for both of us
and then asked for the medical results. She took the results but gave
us the x-ray to keep. She also gave us back all of our originals that
we had sent to NVC (marriage certificate, birth certificate, etc) but
said the Embassy needed to keep the original police certificate and
instead gave us the extra copy we had sent. She took the passport and
then took the fingerprints (digitally) and kindly told us that we would
be called back to another window for the 'interview'.
We waited about 15 more minutes and were called to window 6 - a window
that you had to go through a glass door to get to (privacy we guess).
Anyways, in there, he confirmed that my spouse was the person applying
for the visa and asked him take the fingerprints again and then to raise
his right hand and swear that all of the information we had provided in
the paperwork was correct and true. He swore that it was and ta-daaaa
we were told that the visa would arrive in the mail in a week or so.
That was it!
We were in such shock that we asked if the process was really over and
we were finished! We had brought extra evidence in case they doubted our relationship but the interview was a breeze - no showing photos of our continued relationship, no showing updated living
arrangements, nothing - so EASY!
We were so excited that we even asked the security guard out front to
take a picture of us - smiling huge smiles! He kindly obliged but made
sure not to get the Embassy in the photo haha.
At the interview they took Joseba's passport and will put the official Visa stamp in it and mail it to us this week at which point he has 6 months to enter the country. We have already bought our tickets and plan to arrive to Seattle on September 13th - after a long process. It was a lot more work than we had expected but hearing the words that he was approved and our little dance and hug fest made up for it and when we step out of the Customs Area in the SeaTac airport on September 13th, it will have been all worth it!
Muxu!
Amanda
This little beach was basically our home base for the entire trip. We had done a big shop when we got into town and with the fridge, stove and sink in the van, happily lived the life of sun and sea. Being quite hot, we agreed that snorkeling was in order and on the second day whipped out the flippers and goggles and started to appreciate our little beach for not only the view from land but all the richness that was happening under the small waves. From bright orange starfish and hundreds of little fish scurrying around, we were most excited to spot a stingray floating around!
The Park, Cabo de Gata, is the largest land-sea park on the Western Mediterranean, covering some 460km. With various habitats, our snorkeling allowed us to explore the maritime seagrass beds that were full of sealife. From the beach, we could see the steppe habitat in the duney mountains. With the lowest rainfall in the Iberian Pennisula (about 4in to 7in annually according to Wikipedia), the hills were dry as bones and the low-lying bushes that covered in this extremely arid zone.
