Oregon, we were trying to find the DMV so we could register our cars. H thought it would be “easier” to drive, plus was concerned that one of the items we might need was the actual car being registered. Traffic was horrific, so H had me hop out and try to get there on the subway while he and S continued driving (google maps said it would be faster). Except that when I went into the subway station, my phone stopped working and I couldn’t get the directions to figure out what stop to get off at. We were trying to get there before it closed. I asked some people on the subway where I should get off and as a result got off about 10 blocks too soon. I tried getting an Uber but there were no cars in the area. So I kept walking, but the street I was on (the street of the DMV) suddenly was interrupted by a park and I had to take a detour and after that I couldn’t find the street again.
Meanwhile, H and S were driving around also trying to find the DMV. They found it, but I wasn’t there yet, and it was after closing. Next task was them trying to find me. And my phone was dying.
They found me eventually, and we made our way to another DMV about 30 blocks away that had a later closing time. Traffic was still awful, so I ended up hopping out of the car and walking/running the last few blocks while H and S parked the car. I got in line and H & S joined me. We finally got to the counter with our file folder full of documents, and discovered that we were missing not one, but multiple items that were not mentioned on their website. We had insurance documents, bill of sale when we purchased our vehicles in 2012, registration from our prior state, the NY registration forms completely filled out, our proper ID, etc.
The DMV trip was AFTER H tried to register to be a marriage officiant, again with a file folder full of documents, only to find out he needed additional documents.
It was BEFORE S tried to go to his scheduled eye appointment. However, the confirmation email contained the physical address of a different location, not the location where his eye appointment was. This also involved his phone dying, finding the correct location (S taking the subway while H and I drove there) and not being able to communicate by phone. They ended up rescheduling his appointment.
I think I will be at the LAS reunion (for others, we discovered oregon101’s H and I attended the same school overseas and I knew his family). I need to verify with my boss - I told her about the reunion, and she thoughtfully scheduled me to be in the office (where the reunion is) the days following the weekend reunion, so I can fly there on business.
