I remeber that I applied for my visa about 2 months before the semester started. I never got it until second semester. When I flew back into the island after the break between first and second semesters, the immigration guy gave me a hard time about not having it. I wanted to yell at him that it was his government's fault, but I knew better than to argue with a guy that had the ability to make my life miserable at his pleasure.
Then again, I like to think of anything stupid I've done as a "learning experience." It makes me feel less stupid. PJ O'Rourke.