Still no passport. Still hard to imagine where I lost it.
I spent the weekend tearing apart the condo. There are now files, papers and boxes all over the library, living room, and file closet. I decided since I needed to go through everything, I might as well resort some things.
I also rechecked the travel regs and I figured out that I can take the train or a car without a problem with birth certificate and license. I just cannot fly. I wonder if I can reenter by air, since it is my own damn country, but probably not.
I will make my meeting, though I will do it without having gotten my hair done. Dammit.