It is not that we don’t have a car. We have one. Actually, we have a car which is registered in Shana’s name because she is the one with the California Driver’s license. George still has his German/Swiss license (I forget which) and I really don’t have one at the present.
[remember long involved story about losing phone in Iceland with associated IDs and Heidelberg not being willing to replace it because I am no longer “registered” with a residency permit. If I get one – well, I am in the system and could get it back. Right].
But none of that really makes any difference since California doesn’t recognize out of country licenses, even if I still physically had one which I don’t. George managed to locate his old DC license and apparently that is enough to make CA happy. Enough so that all he has to do is take the written test. On the 28th of this month which was the first available appointment.
I found an old USAREUR license. I used have a Minnesota license. And a DC license. Probably Maryland and most certainly a DC one. Oh – yes and NY, can’t forget the New York driver’s license. Would not have been a good idea to be driving in and out of Fort Drum illegally. All the rest of whatever documentation I might have is somewhere in a box between Germany and here. It won’t arrive until after I have left for Asia.
Until I figure out how to convince CA to just let me take the written exam and not the whole thing I can walk, take the bus, the BART or whine until someone gives me a ride… .
