I do, I really do want to...
Actually, while publishing the links below I though "wait a second I actually have something to tell (alvise, of course, as he's the only one reading this)". It's half way between funny and depressing. Just like Italy. I just wish I could just laugh about it, but I usually get quite sad when thinking about how bad the country is doing. Don't worry I won't turn this short post on a depressing analysis of Italy.
As you know Teresa and I have been going out for way too long and I still feel very strange when having to explain it to people who don't know her. If I say my girlfriend, it sounds very teeny. When I say partner, I can read on people's faces "I didn't know he is gay!" and using terms like fiancée makes me feel from another century. So, ok, sometimes I just cheat and say "my wife, Teresa" or things like that. The problem is that most of the time I want to laugh when I hear the word wife coming out of my mouth. So what to do? Well, one thing that would help is probably just getting married so it'll be true when I say she's my wife.
All I need to get married in Spain is a piece of paper confirming I've never been married so we can go and check at the town hall when we could get married with Teresa. So off I go to the consulate hoping to get the certificate straight away. Easier said than done… As I've only registered myself at the Italian consulate 1 month ago, my complete file hasn't arrived here yet. So there is no way they can confirm I am actually single. Well, I struggle to understand why the consulate of my government is not able to confirm I'm not married, but that's not even the best part. The transfer of my file from Brussels to Barcelona will take…. 3 months!!! Yep. I guess it's some kind of cost cutting and the files are sent by pigeon or somebody is actually walking from Brussels with my file under his arm… I was speechless when they told me. The other amazing thing is that knowing you're not married is not enough to get married. You actually need another certificate, which I think was completely made up by the Italian bureaucracy just to waste time. I have to say I love its name though. It's called "Certificado de capacidad de matrimonio" for which you have to provide the same documents which I'm not going to bore you with. Of course Teresa thought I was making it up only to delay the actual wedding, but (and I am not kidding) there's a 2-month wait in order to get this second certificate… Not kidding.
What pisses me off is that if Teresa and I were to wed in a catholic wedding (not a civil one) we wouldn't have half the problems we're having now. I guess the connections between the Opus Dei and the Vatican work better than the EU!
Anyway, I seriously hope to be able to post a wedding date soon on this blog and hopefully we will have sorted out all the paper work in time for Spring 2010! Keep your calendar free! Otherwise we'll just go to Vegas and get married by an Elvis impersonator!
Keep your fingers crossed, I'll keep you posted.
posted by iacopo at 4:37 pm
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