No Longer Yours To Discover

Well - it is official....We have DC plates. One of the things I love about America is that there is no holding back...
Here is the pic of our new plates.

TAXATION WITHOUT REPRESENTATION - Tell it like it is DC!

The process to register the car was ridiculous. But if I can brag for just a minute... I passed the DC knowledge test (as foreigners I had to take the test or "surrender" my licence - they like people to surrender things here and I didn't want to, my Ontario license doesn't expire until 2012) in 3 minutes and 33 seconds. They give you 40 minutes to take the test. Here is the dialogue that followed:
Clerk: (Looking angry with ridiculously long fake fingernails) Well?
Me: Oh, I passed.
Clerk: Well we'll just see about that. Let me get the print out.
Me: Ok.
Clerk: (checks the print out and hands it to me) Alright then - you can go back to him (my other DMV clerk)

In the end it only took 3 hours and $235. The best part was I got my license because I have a letter from Social Security that says I am not allowed to have a Social Security number. The worst part was Marcius couldn't get his license because his letter says that his Social Security is in the mail. Without that piece of paper....no license.

Let's just say after all that we'd never been so grateful for happy hour....a future blog...I haven't tried enough happy hours yet.

Here is a pic of Marcius and I at Columbia Heights Square where there are lots of shops, take-out, grocery and a bakery. The square is always busy with families having an ice cream cone and playing in the splash-pad/fountain thing. We do love our neighborhood.