Quebec city is a beautiful city, it is a walled city with an old wall surrounding most of the old city from when the French occupied it. There are canons all over the walls and a big châteaux looking building in the middle at the top, overlooking a river. The whole city was engulfed in this thick fog, it was hard to see far distances but it gave the whole place an air of mysticism. I still had a couple of hours before my interview so walked around the city for a bit. I hadn't slept now for over twenty four hours and was feeling it. Plus it was bloody freezing as the sun hadn't come out and shone through the dense fog yet. The time came for me to wait outside the consulate. A queue had started to form, as time went by the queue got bigger and bigger. Thankfully I was quite early so was third place in the queue, otherwise I could have been there waiting for hours. The guard was coming around checking we had all the correct documentation, if we didn't he would send us off. I was sure I had all mine, when he checked he confirmed, it was all there. He said that you are not allowed bags or mobile phones in there. I had a bag and two phones, worse still I had nobody to give them to. I was allowed to take the bag in once it had gone through an x-ray scan, the phones had to be taken away though. I managed to give my phone to the receptionist of the hotel next door to look after. He taped them together and wrote my name on it to make sure. I was called in.