The story of our family of five six that has been uprooted from a city on the plains of Canada and find ourselves in a village in the French Alpes.

Consider yourself informed.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Permis de Conduire



I’m not sure what the strangest part about getting our French drivers licenses was:

  • that we could directly exchange them for our Alberta license - without having to prove any comprehension of the French driving rules- or even evidence of an understanding of what all the road signs mean (which is very fortunate)
  • that Alberta registries claimed a computer error had lost the actual dates of our first issuance of our drivers license - so they basically made it up
  • when they did so - the records now show that I have been driving for 2 years less than Susan - which is off by about 4 years.
  • That my license allows me to drive a car here - while my lovely wife can also drive a scooter/small motor bike.
  • that it was actually July 1 - Canada Day - that we were standing in a French national office trading in our Canadian licenses for French ones.
  • that it’s a lifetime document, with no expiry date - yet it is not even laminated.

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