The news seems to go faster than life. Yesterday they called me from Spain – lately information travels abroad and then ricochets back to us – to tell me that it is no longer necessary to get an exit permit. As it happened, as soon as I received the news, I took myself off to the office of the Legal Adviser where I filled out the application to travel. Barely had I gotten over the thrill of it, when an official from Immigration clarified to me that none of this is true, the white card and the one hundred and fifty convertible pesos are still in effect.
So bending the neck, I paid the tax and a swore a bit about rumors that do not materialize, and expectations that are not reali…