Before I start my rant, let me share the good news first: Yippy! So we – my husband, baby and I – got our visas to Turkey and we’ll be on vacation from coming Friday! Yay! I can’t wait! This vacation was a long shot but long overdue as well. After relentless efforts, we managed to attain our visas and now, we are finally heading to Turkey.
The hour before getting the visa were dire and harrowing. There were many chances that the visa would get delayed, making us delay our trip. I was cranky and worried – this trip was a must for me now. Therefore, reader, you can understand my anxiety when I checked the status of our applications online today, immediately after reaching office, and got to know that our application was ready to be collected from Gerry’s between 1pm and 4pm.
Apprehension ensued. Worry took its toll. And my husband and I made our way to get the application. My feelings for during this journey was uncannily similar to how a student might feel while going to school on result day. And why wouldn’t I be worrisome? The amount of effort that went into applying for this application warranted that we receive this visa. Otherwise, we would have had many soiled moods (particularly my own).
How we applied
We do not go through the agents for visas – accept for Dubai – and this time was no different. We checked the requirements online at http://visadropbox.com/turkey/ and applied online for an appointment through the Turkish Consulate website at https://www.konsolosluk.gov.tr/. Upon seeing the requirements for the visa, the sheer amount of paperwork needed left us overwhelmed. However, once we had all of it ready in our hands – scanned copies of the documents and all – it was a lot easier to fill the form.
After the online application form was submitted, the website again asked to apply for the appointment at the consulate. Since it was already Thursday, the online system didn’t give me an option for Friday so I chose the next Monday between 10 to 11AM. On Monday, as per usual, we were running late for the appointment but reached the consulate at Khayaban-e-Shamsheer just in time, only to learn that the processes are now done at Gerry’s office located at Razi Road, Shahrah-e-Faisal.
Needless to say, my husband drove like a maniac to make it there on time.