As much as the A's seem to suck lately (ok, on and off) I think if I end up staying in the United States next year, I'm going to be very happy with that decision based solely on Major League Baseball -- which does not exist in France.
Enough about that.
For my brief visa update, I've made an appointment for August 27th-ish. Since my blood pressure seems to rise to unspeakable levels whenever I even think about the French Consulate, I'll merely state that I have nothing to lose by going to get my visa.
Either I'll have it sent to me on time and go abroad (and pay ungodly amounts for last minute Europe flights), or I'll have "wasted" a half-day in the French corner of San Francisco with a visa sticker on my passport to show for it.
I guess then I could always pretend that I've spent this lavish year in the south of France.
Also thinking, it may be much easier to keep up all my sports industry-related contacts if I remain an American resident.
...But that also means the possibility of jury duty.
Oh well, it's like tossing a coin. I'm losing out on something either way, but I'm also gaining a lot from both sides. All I can do is wait and see.
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