Since Lilia was born here in Peru, she was first a Peruvian citizen before anything. The hospital where she was born is two blocks from the embassy, so we could say that she was relatively close to American soil.
In the last two months we have had the joy of trying to complete all the necessary documents to insure her Peruvian and American citizenship. I must admit that we felt like Dorothy and the Tin Man on our way Oz as we went to the Embassy. It is a large, forboding building with quite the rigmarole to enter. As we walked up the lawn to the huge building, it seemed like it would be abuzz as soon as we got in. We walked in the doors, and it was eerily desolate. After several trips to the embassy, a flurry of paperwork, proof of parent’s citizenship and an interview, Lilia is officially American and has a passport. Yay!
On Friday we go to Peruvian offices to get her Peruvian passport, identification card and also our visas. Fun stuff.
