A cheery fellow calls out from where he was sitting behind a desk. On the desk a series of numbers were displayed. Beside the main door there was a board with all the countries of the world, their associated languages, and their corresponding numbers. There were dozens of desks in the large room. Each desk had a series of numbers and behind each desk sat a person of a different nationality. Queues had formed before the tables. The room was quiet and filled with the tension of hundreds of people who had just arrived, who couldn't yet comprehend their situation.
You take a seat before the desk and the man offers you a form to fill-up.
Now all you have to do is wait for the stamp and you're good to go.