Friday began with a trek into London to pick up our visas. We were both slightly apprehensive as no indication had been given whether or not our applications had even been approved.
Finally our number was called and the chap at the counter told Nicole to sit down before checking the contents of the sealed envelope. A final look at each other’s faces mirrored in slight worry and we retrieved our passports with the visas in place as hoped. Immediate relief surged through my body and the trip became even more real. The Indian Consulate is allowing us six months in the country which is going to make up the most of our time away.
Since then time has passed like lightning. We have visited friends and family and have said many of our goodbyes. Now we sit in our room packing our bags with as little as we can realistically get away with.