A Morning at the Embassy

On Friday the 19th, I went to the Canadian Embassy with my daughter.  The Embassy is in Akasaka in Tokyo, which is an area that has many embassies, shopping areas, and is just plain rich-looking.  The Canadian Embassy is across the street from the Crown Prince’s residence.  You can’t see the house from the Embassy, just trees.  It’s surrounded by a wall with cameras and police officers patrolling the perimeter.

I posted these pictures last night, hoping you could guess what they were.

The front of the Canadian Embassy.
The front of the Canadian Embassy.
The west side of the Embassy.
The west side of the Embassy.
The southwest corner of the Embassy.
The southwest corner of the Embassy.

It’s a pretty modern building and quite massive for an embassy.  There are other buildings on the embassy lands, including one that looks like it’s a hall for events.  In the main building, the first floor is a library, but to get inside, you have to take an escalator up to the fourth floor first.  That’s the entrance.  I was able to get in another way, since I had my daughter, and she was in her stroller.

Once inside, I made sure all my paperwork was done and ready.  I had two tasks.  First was the renewal of my passport.  That went well, and they said to expect my passport to arrive in two to three weeks.  The next part was my appointment with someone who could notarise my ID so I can apply for a replacement birth certificate.  Once that was done, I later mailed it out.  The cost?  18,100 yen for the passport, 4,800 yen for the notarial service.

Next task is when my birth certificate arrives.  I have to apply for my daughter’s citizenship certificate, and also request that it be done urgently due to the fact that we need it in three months.  Hope it all goes well.

A couple other things.  The station we had to use, Aoyama-1-chome, is very confusing.  It’s difficult to find the correct exit, and difficult to find out where there are any elevators. There are three different subway lines that go through there.  And the nearby office building with restaurants in the basement floor has inadequate bathrooms for changing a child’s diaper.  I did find one in the station, though.