My Hobby?

Recently, when I was at Ilula, the kids asked me about my hobbies. They had learned about hobbies at school, obviously.

So I told them my hobby is photography. Which I don't know if you can consider it a hobby any more since it really is my job.

Birdwatching. Definitely a hobby.

Visiting. Reading. Writing. All hobbies of mine. Blogging, too, I guess. Never thought of it that way.

But if you think of collecting things, I can probably add "collecting driver's licenses" to the list of hobbies. I have one for South Africa, Taiwan, California, and an international license. (Can't have one from Kenya yet. Only once I finally have my Kenya residency permit can I apply for a license there.)

Today, when doing some banking, the teller asked, "Do you perhaps have a valid driver's license?" Huh? Turns out, my California license had expired in November. Yikes.

So, tomorrow I hopefully get to add a license from the state of IOWA to my collection. (As in I-o-wa. Not 10-W-A. A friend of mine was once asked "What's 10-W-A?" when she wore an IOWA sweatshirt elsewhere in the USA. Won't say which state, since my friends from that state might be embarrassed by the fact that someone in their area didn't know that there's actually a state in the Midwest called Iowa. And that most of their corn comes from here. I'm diverging. Again. Sorry.)

I'm actually sitting here reading through the blue book. I am learning things I never knew. Like that you don't need a license in Iowa to drive farming equipment on your farm.

Good to know.

OK, so I just found out I technically don't need an Iowa license since I have a valid South African license. But I think it's not a bad idea to get a local license. Then I don't have to carry around my passport as proof of identity when I go places or write checks.

I'd better study for the test. Wouldn't want to flunk it, you know!