It feels good to be legal. Or, a French bureaucracy Christmas miracle!

I am a legal resident of France!!! And it’s slightly unexpected. The process to get a residency card in France is anything but easy- it usually takes a year before you have the card in your hand, and requires loads of paperwork, a doctor’s visit, hunting down a place to pay the required taxes, and multiple visits to the sous-prefecture office. I had to make one such visit the other day...

My récipissée (the temporary piece of paper saying that my residency card is in process, and allowing me to travel in the meantime) had expired, and I had to get it renewed so that I could travel to the States for Christmas. The average non-French resident has their récipissée expire and get renewed several times before their actual residency card is ready. Well, when the girl behind the window looked me up in the computer, she says, to my utter shock, “we should have your residency card here.” Somehow, (and it must have been either a complete and utter fluke or an act of God’s grace), my residency card was ready in an abnormally timely fashion, before I ever had my medical visit or paid the necessary tax. And normally the sous-prefecture would have held on to my card until those things were taken care of (which would probably require many more months of hassle), but when I explained I was traveling in a few weeks, he said, “ok, I’ll give you the card now, the rest will get worked out later.”

Extraordinary efficiency in French bureaucracy and a friendly, helpful government worker! Sometimes France really can surprise you...