Just happened to take a L O N G trip down there today for golf cart permit renewal. Some of my observations:
1. With the exception of one missing and one new employee...the same people were there.
2. After you have lost your gall bladder somewhere along that gawd awful road, and you find the place that is marked, on their own map by, "right around here", I(not because there are any signs mind you, but because you are just a few feet from the lagoon), they inform you that you have to go back down to the end of the street, turn right, and find the little blue and white house where the INSPECTOR will inspect your vehicle.
3. Was there an announcement about this somewhere? This is the first time in five years I had my golf cart inspected!!! AND the best part is either that it costs you $10.00, OR that even if your cart is in great shape when you start the journey, you now have to travel up and down that road four times instead of two.
4. The Official Golf Cart Inspector is working from a bodega in the front of his house. His last name is very familiar to those of us on the island.
5. He didn't think our horn was loud enough........have you heard some of those horns? This one would wake the dead.
6. While smoking his cigarette, and looking up and down the cart, he informed me that the back lights on the cart don't matter.
7. He didn't like that my mirror was dirty. For crying out loud...I just made it up and down the equivalent of the Smoky Mountain range and parts of me are covered with mud.....I'm surprised my mirror was still there.....
8. His issues with my cart were apparently not bad enough to fail me, so he filled out the form, took the $10 and sent me on my way.
9. Back at the office, it was 15 minutes til 12 and I was fearful that I would have to come back....but they took my money and gave me my receipt.
10. The office is much lighter and they don't have all those stacks of manila files and miscellaneous papers laying everywhere...unless they are in the back room......
I made it home without losing any pieces off my cart, and am yes, still thrilled to live in paradise.
What a great place!