as i rode the bus to the ferry, death got on, but as it was nearing halloween, i did not take this as a bad sign. and indeed, all went well.
the bureauwench sported a bright blue wig, on which i commented brightly, the consulate was also entering into the spirit of the season by offering a large platter of one of my favourite polish confections, bird's milk (don't knock it till you tried it: it is a sort of chocolate covered better-than-a-marshmallow centre). more importantly, however, the papers i had with me proved to finally be the correct ones. hurray!
once the marriage is officially recognized in poland, i will be able to apply for a polish passport and the whole fantastic paperlicious bureau-rama can begin all over again. thank the good lord above the polish passport is good for a decade. i really would rather not have to spend any more time at the consulate than is absolutely necessary, bird's milk notwithstanding.