Extending my drivers-license.

On monday August 20 a thought comes up my mind that I only have 11 days to extend my drivers license. After that, I have a problem...

Communityhall...
I dress up into my bikergear and walk out. Then I realise that I haven't got any pass-port-pictures made. So I first walk to the shop to get that fixed. Then I get my bike out of the garage and drive up to the community hall. In de Valom there are a few nice curves and there is no traffic ahead of me. Lots of oncoming traffic though. When I make a nice curve to the left, there suddenly is an oncoming biker with a pillion on my side of the road. I make an evasive manouvre to let him through. No time to greet him. That's for the best, because it would not have been a friendly gesture. In the communityhall I find out that they are closed. Where is the time that they were open all hours of the day?

Update...
Tuesdaymorning I have to get dressed in my bikeroutfit once again and get a move on. This time they are open, I made sure of that the day before. When I walk in, there is somebody just leaving from "Burgerlijke Zaken". Now it is my turn. My data is taken from the computer and I need to make a signature within the lines, produce only one pass-port-picture and I need to pay the sum of 28,50 and then I can leave again. In a weeks time my new drivers license, "creditcard size" is ready and I need to return my old drivers license, unless I get a call. Let's hope not. Then I will have a problem, because the next week there is a long weekend with the bikerclub and I have no intention to be Roel's pillion again.

A week later...
Again tuesdaymorning and again I am on my wayu to the community hall in Damwoude. The parkinglot is quite filled up. When I drive up the drive there is a car driving in reverse, coming from the first row. I have to hit the brakes hard. Near the entrance there are huge concrete balls and I pass through them, to be safer and park the bike near the entrance, so I have my eye on it. A young man starts talking to me. He asks If I was very starteled, as it was him reversing his car. He is a biker himself, a member of the bikerclub of Zwaagwesteinde. He rides a Harley Liberator. So, while waiting in line for out turn, we have a lively conversation about old Liberators. That way it is quite comfortable waiting in line. When it is my turn, all I have to do is put down one more signature and return my old drivers license and I am the proud posessor of the "pink card". I can move ahead for 10 years.

Betty Smit, Motormeisje.nl

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