Today we were at the police station again, my third time in around 2 weeks… Emily’s fourth…
But it’s not as incriminating as it sounds! Honest! Recently we moved to Emily’s family home in Ibaraki, to wait out our time until we get her UK visa sorted and can head NI-ward. A painful result of this is that we are here long enough that we need to move all of our registrations.
In Japan everyone is registered. You can’t work, get insurance, or really do anything without being registered if you are here for any length of time. Emily is registered as a member of a Japanese household, Anna is registered as a member of Emily’s household… and I am registered as an alien, linked in some ID number based way to Emily’s household.
This is all well and good and makes things run smoothly most of the time. Health insurance, tax, licensing and all those kinds of things involve the system in some way, normally using it as a way of proving who you are.
But when it comes to moving it is a pain. In this case we are in Ibaraki just long enough that if we want to continue our health insurance (in case we need a doctor and still want to have some money left over) we need to move our registrations to Ibaraki.
So what is this to do with the police? Well we had to re-register our car as well. It had to get new number plates (seriously) and a new certificate and in order to get all of this we needed a friendly police volunteer to come round and verify that we have a parking space for it. Then after a few days we had to go and pick it up. So trips 1 and 2 to the police station.
Then we needed to get our driving licences updated to match our new registered address. So yesterday we went again to change our addresses. Trip number 3.
Then today Emily went to renew her driving licence as it is due to expire this summer and we will be in the UK. The downside is that we will have to hand her licence in when we apply for a UK one for her, but to give us a little more time to do that we renewed her Japanese one and also applied for an international driving permit that she can use to drive for a year.
So in another week or so Emily will have to go for a 5th time to the police station to get her international permit.
Someday Japan is going to realise that the world has moved forwards and invest in some sort of electronic system that is country wide, but until then we will continue to run from office to office (and police station as well) to get all of these registrations sorted each time we move to a new place…