Phil and his driver's license
Phil went to Esteli to run some errands and use the internet today. This means I received a batch of e-mails that are responses to the ones I sent him over the course of a couple of weeks. Now, between appointments he deals with a huge amount of e-mail but if I catch him while he's on-line, sometimes we get a conversation going that almost resembles real time. Anyway, I thought I would share this with everyone because it's one of his typical Nicaraguan bureaucacy stories, received in two parts - and yes, I have warned him I do this.
From Phil 10:51...
I have to renew my driver's license today (and some other errands) so it will be a bad internet day. Let me quickly explain about the driver's license:
- Go fill out a form and pay in BANPRO.
- Go to the Red Cross for an eye exam.
- Go somewhere and get a photocopy of my current license (which makes no sense as they keep it when they give you the new one and, no, no copies at Transito).
- Go to Transito and sit around. Eventually they take your picture and 5 minutes later you have your new license.
Estimated time for all: 4 hours.
I had hoped I would get the Movistar 3G modem working so I could do stuff while sitting at Transito but still one more unknown.
And later... at 3:11, Phil is back in his vehicle on a side street using WiFi...
OK, first, I don't have a driver's license. I did all the hoop jumping and as a copy of my cédula is also required, had to find a place that did photocopies not near the five that do all near each other in the center of town.
Now, "inside" Transito I waited as always. I was then told to go to the ventanilla (little window) outside for license renewal. This makes no sense as the computers with the cameras are where I was but the guy who told me was sitting at one so, OK.
I wait in the line outside for probably half an hour. I was number 4 in the line. There were about a dozen it it when someone finally comes to the window and asks if anyone is there for a license renewal. Three of us are. She says "I am just doing multas" (traffic violations) now. We grumble. A few minutes later a guy comes to the window and says "we do renewals at 2PM". It was 11:30. I left.