Today I arrived at 7:30. They were already giving out numbers, and my promptness was rewarded with the number 172. This time I brought a book. But I slipped out for a quick breakfast, and only ended up waiting till a little after 9:00. At the information desk this time they gave me another number, and I waited another half hour or so. When I got up to the window, I presented my documents. I was prepared for some discussion, since I’d heard so much about problems with documents (and I’ve experienced so many problems with documents), but the man there just took them, sat down, and began scribbling, stapling, and stamping. I presumed it was a good sign.
Without looking up, he said, “sixty days,” and I was dismissed. I’m assuming that means my Permesso di Soggiorno will be ready in sixty days. I don’t know if they’ll send a letter informing me, or if I need to just make the trip to the Questura, get a number, and stand in line to ask if it has arrived. I guess I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. I also have no idea of the duration of my permission to stay in Italy. Could be as little as six months or as long as forever. But I’m happy to be safely legal (this time before becoming illegal). Life just got a little simpler.
2 thoughts on “More Fun at the Questura”
Keep the stories coming. I like trveling by proxy.
phew im so glad! man,what a process!