Llama Land

DMV, I hardly knew thee

David woke me up just before 7 this morning, so I dragged myself out of bed, and drove down to the DMV. I got there 20 minutes before they opened and was the 16th in line. By the time they opened the doors, there were 53 people in line. Then I waited another 15 minutes, and finally got my license plates and registration. So if my Passat ever does make it back from salvage-land, I'll have plates for it.
Interestingly, I think that today is 5 years to the day since I last stepped foot in the DMV to get my original California driver's license and plates just after moving out here from PA.