So, I have to have a Japanese driving license. This seems fair enough seeing as I live in Japan. I go to the Okinawan version of the DMV in Naha. Brand new building of remarkable cleanessity.
My papers are checked and I have got it all right. I wait for a while before my papers are handed back with a smile. A carefully taken photo before which the lady minutely rearranges my collar so I look my best.
I then have an eye test and they still work.
Next comes a 45 minute lecture that I do not understand but know to be a quick run through the Highway Code. This is a typically, but delightfully, childish document full of cartoons.
At the end of the talk our names are called out and we are presented with a brand new driving license. What a feeling of pride as I am handed mine. At last I have
achieved something in this vale of tears.
I now have 4 driving licenses.