And the Cycle of Shit Continues...

Well, thank God for my persistent nature. In my quest to find a loophole to enter my own country, I was unaware that the main entrance was wide open the whole time.

This morning, I instructed my mother to call the German Immigration authorities at the Frankfurt airport, to inquire about getting into the country with an expired passport, and then possibly to get my sister to call back to ask about a "lost" passport.

Guess what? They are not allowed to turn me away as a German citizen, and never would. Now I know some of you have told me this, but I was foolish enough to believe the General consul in Vancouver, who told me there was no way I could enter into Germany. Not only that, my mother was also unmistakenably told that while I might not be eligible for a preliminary passport, that there was a travel document for emergencies that they have to provide me with within 2 hours if I request it. (Quote: What on earth else would we have embassies and consulates for then?)And it doesn't end here: Once I am in Germany, they also have to provide me with a travel document to enter back into Canada.

My mother and I had spoke with four different authorities so far, and it seems three of them had absolutely no clue what the heck they were talking about.

I love bureaucracy.

And please, let that man not have been on crack, because I am deliriously happy right now, and should this all turn out to be a fluke, I am going to get angry like no one has ever seen me before.