Speak Up
Last week, I finally had the chance to issue my Swiss ID. It took me close to a year to complete all the paperwork and do the oral exam where the lovely police lady casually opened with “Are you associated with the red light district?”, followed by a series of questions about Swiss history, politics and typical instruments (which is the only category I partially failed in since I was not able to recall the “Handörgeli”…). Fun fact: I actually had to do the entire exam twice because apparently the police IT system in Switzerland is even more buggy than the Balinese visa application process, and since the lady forgot to save any of my answers, once we were ready to conclude, she realized everything...
