007 License to …

It seems here in Bogotá that even if you have a car, a license (Sammie listen up) and are stone sober, you still can’t drive. This bizarre concept cost Catalina & I 280,000 peso the other day on our maiden voyage to the salon. The (rather cute) police officer walked up to our window and announced we were infringement of Pico y Placa (freely translated as odd & even). This is the name of Bogotá’s efforts at traffic control, yes, rather than fix the roads the government decided to place a rotational band on cars with certain number plates from driving between the peak hours of 6-9am and 4-7pm two days a week. Super! Today was our day and no feigned Aussies accent was going to get us out of it.

NB: The photos are of the office in his moment of glory.