I’d like to think that I’m a relatively organized person. Well, to be honest, stuff like my computer desk usually looks like a tornado came through and threw stuff everywhere, but I call it “organized chaos.” I generally know where everything is and it works for me.
Going hand in hand with that, I ALWAYS know where my passport is. But there was that one time when I was in charge of both Joe’s and my passports and had no idea where they were. Here’s the story about that, as well as what I do now so that it never happens again.
Since I got my very first passport in 1993, I’ve always kept it in the same place. It’s a little box that, true, I’ve relocated when moving from Staten Island to Tampa to somewhere else in Tampa and finally to Orlando, but the little box always has a designated place in the house and with that, I always know where my passport is. My husband, Joe, has a similar system for his passport.
But when we were getting ready to go to Japan in 2005, I had both passports in hand (well, actually in a manila folder), because I was bringing them to work to photocopy them (it was 2005…scanning at home wasn’t an option for us yet).
The night I realized they were missing
The night before we were set to leave, Joe was still at work and I was doing some of my last-minute packing. I was getting my backpack ready and went to put my passport in the pocket where I keep it when traveling…and I couldn’t find it. Or Joe’s.
And I FREAKED.
With my heart up in my throat, I started searching everywhere. In and under piles of folded clothes. In with the toiletries. My regular place where I keep my passport. The regular place where Joe keeps his passport. In every pocket of every suitcase. That was the day I’d taken them with me to work, so I checked everywhere in my car, too. Front seats, back seats, under the seats, glove compartment, trunk, you name it.
Nothing.
Crying by this point, I called Joe at work and told him I couldn’t find our passports, that I had checked everywhere and had no idea where they were. With this, Joe closed his office early (if he wasn’t at the office, no one else could be there, either. It’s a work thing.) and came home to help me search. He later said it was partially to help me search and partially because after hearing this news, he couldn’t concentrate on work at all anyway.
Meanwhile, he was driving home, and I retraced my steps in my head, figuring I must have left them at work after I photocopied them. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the keys to my office. Nor did I have personal contact information for anyone who did. So I checked the phone book (remember, it was 2005) and, thank goodness, Wendy, my co-worker who had office keys, AND who lived just a few blocks from work, was listed. So I called her, apologized, and asked if she could meet me at the office so I could look for the passports. Wendy, bless her heart, could tell I was upset (gee, ya think???), and knew I lived over 30 minutes from the office. She said she would go over herself and look for them. If I could have hugged her over the phone, I would have.
Wendy called back about 45 minutes later. No passports at the office. Well, crap!
By this point, Joe was home and we were checking everywhere, sometimes multiple times. And finally – FINALLY! – Joe found our passports. They were still in the folder, along with the photocopies I had made. And where were they? On my organized chaos of a computer desk.
It’s been over 20 years, and I still haven’t lived that down to this very day.
What I do now so it never happens again
Things are different nowadays. We have a color scanner at home, and our passport copies are in Google Drive. I also know that it’s technically possible to travel internationally without a passport (but it’s a HUGE pain) so I might not have had to have been quite so upset. And if my passport is not in its regular place, it’s in another designated “travel” place that won’t get (easily) lost or left behind.
And my computer desk? Well, that’s still a mess. Some things are just not fixable ;-).
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2 comments
Do you think instead of having a photo copy a pdf on my phone would be a good enough backup?
Thanks
Not as anything official, no. But if something happened to yours and you had a copy to show the US Embassy (I’m assuming you have a US passport. If not, insert your nationality of choice), I’d think/hope it’ll speed up the process oh so slightly because you’d have a copy of your passport number, photo, etc., as proof that it’s really you.