So I started to wander away, no closer to being a legal driver than when I had come in, when the woman behind the counter motioned to me. Ah, I thought, this is where she tells me the shortcut to take that will make all this foolishness evaporate.
I figured there was some secret form to fill out and a window that only foreigners were directed to. If I acted sufficiently helpless I was bound to walk out of that office with a new license in my hand.
Her advice, however, was not quite the silver bullet I was hoping for: "You can fly back to America and get an international driver's license and then come back."
Oh, well.
Wolf Reinhold
Taipei
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