My International Drivers License was about to expire, so the time had come for me to get a Tanzanian Drivers License. It turned out to be quite an experience! My coworker, Ibrahim, was kind enough to accompany me through the whole process. For those of you who think an hour or two at the Secretary of State office is frustrating, check out the procedure I had to follow to get my Tanzanian License.
DAY 1
1. Get some passport sized pictures taken. Who knows how many they will ask for along the way, but you can never have too many passport sized pictures!
2. Go to the police station. Consult with 3 offices before getting the information that I do, in fact, need to get a new license rather than extending my International License and will have to start at the Revenue Authority.
3. Go to the Revenue Authority and get mobbed by some people who want to help me. Fill out paperwork and then stand in what could roughly be described as a line (more like a blob of people trying to get their paperwork in the window first)and pay a small fee (I think it was 3,000 TSH or about $2.50) .
4. Go to the bank and deposit another fee into the account of the Revenue Authority. This one was about 5,000 TSH (about $4). Why we couldn’t just pay it at the same time as the other one, I’ll never understand.
5.Go to the police station to apply for the license. But wait! I have to take a test first. Or I can get a letter from my employer stating that I’ve been driving for 12 years and have an International License and a Michigan License and have already been driving in Tanzania for a year.
6. Go to a local secretarial shop and type the letter.
7. Go back to the police station and visit 3 offices and then leave my paperwork at one office. I will have to come back tomorrow and they will have it ready for me.
DAY 2
8. Go to the police station. Get the paperwork saying that I don’t have to take a test. Then go to 2 other offices at the police station to get signatures and stamps that I am approved to get a license. But wait! I have a vision test certificate, right? Well, no, I don’t. I just drove past a place where I could have gotten one on the way here, but had not been informed of that.
9. Go get a vision test where they don’t ask me to read the chart. They just ask me if I can see it. I think they just wanted the test fee. Luckily, my eyes are good so it isn’t an issue.
10. Go to the Revenue Authority where we wait for over an hour and then I finally go up to the desk and casually observe that several people have come and gone while we waited. Would she mind checking how long it would be until she got to mine? Oh! In fact, it is the “next one.” She looks at all my paperwork and accepts yet another fee of 10,000 TSH (about $8), does some glueing and stamping and finally I get my license booklet. I excitedly check it out only to discover that my permit and picture are glued in upside down. I don’t even care at this point.
11. Go back to the police station and get various stamps and signatures in 3 different offices. Finally! I am a fully licensed Tanzanian Driver!
The next day I got pulled over in a routine traffic stop (they randomly stop people at checkpoints ) and triumphantly pulled out my new license! At least I got the chance to use it! That was the first time in my life that I have actually been excited to get pulled over!
After this experience, I don’t think I will ever see a trip to the Secretary of State the same again. The longer I spend in Tanzania, the more I appreciate the everyday conveniences that I have come to expect in the United States.