Apparently, a vital part of living in the fine US of A is having your vital papers. The brings to mind infinite lines of tired, grumpy people queueing at the DMV only to be turned away for not having their mother’s maiden name engraved on a parchment scroll signed by Governor Perry. I embarked on completing the task of getting not one, but TWO of my vital identification created in two days: a Texas Driver’s License, and a US Passport.
To be honest, the trip to the DMV (or DPS as it’s called in Texas – why? Because things are different down here.) was boring as hell and not really worth telling the tale of. The trip to get my passport, however, brought me to downtown SA, where there are prettier buildings and more statues.
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