My car is registered in Sakon Nakon but is kept in bangkok. Its actually now in my BILS name. Can he get the passport in bangkok or does he have to go to sakon nakon?
My car is registered in Sakon Nakon but is kept in bangkok. Its actually now in my BILS name. Can he get the passport in bangkok or does he have to go to sakon nakon?
^why dont you have a visa ?
Yes, you do need a visa to get anything.
Every time I want anything it seems that ie change address on car or name on motorcycle the transport office ask for the certificate of residency. Now at the mo I'm living at a friends in Rayong, and every time I go to Mataphut immigration they try to fine my friends wife 800 baht for not reporting that I live there within 24 hours of my arrival, whether I reported in time or not. They have me this time though, this time it won't be 800 baht fine, it will be 1000 to the police benevolent fund and no naught boy stamp in my passport.
Originally Posted by MeMockIs the car passport available for cars on finance?Originally Posted by Thetyim
I was told no. But someone else should be able to confirm this.
Whose name is the car registered in ?Originally Posted by Gabriel
It is in my name.
^
Should be no problem then
How would the Transport Office know about the finance?
I don't know. What documents will I need at the Transport office to get the passport?Originally Posted by Thetyim
Thank you for your help Thetyim. Much appreciated.
Just take every thing. Log book, cert of residency or rental agreement on condo or yellow house book, insurance, driving license, passport. Copy everything twice before you go. Finance is not ok, my friend tried cos he wanted to go with me and they said no.
Here's some pics. Day 3 later.
This is the bone shaker. Note the dust, got really quite dangerous in places cos no visability.
Last edited by the dogcatcher; 23-01-2009 at 04:46 PM.
Better late then never.
Looks pretty clean around the house, what are you talking about?
Nice house....how much they want for it ?
MM is looking for some more famrhouses to go with the farmland !!
The guy at Tescos who cleans it had a heart failure. Usually charges 200 baht, this time he wanted 400.
It wasn't clean around there. Photo not big enough for detail.
3 rai and 3 houses. All for 100 baht.
Enjoying some really good French wine.
This is the first night resort. Pretty but COLD!!!!
DAY 3.
8 am start from The Hotel Mongol.
If you had told me 5 years ago that in 5 years time I'd be cruising down (hardly cruising at 5 kmh) a road (being charitable again) in Laos to collect my Laosy GF visa I would not have believed you. 5 years ago I couldn't believe that I'd just landed a job skippering a 65 foot motor yacht in Mallorca. But there you go.
It was a beautifull morning only spoiled by the unbelievable amount of dust being chucked up my the lorries that were delivering the dust itself. Let me explain, the road is being maintained by pouring lorry loads of soil onto it and then speading it out, only to dry out within 24 hours, turn back into dust and then get kicked up by the same lorries that delivered it the previous day. Madness! Some of the locals were watering the road to keep the dust under control, but this was causing the road to break up even more, these were the 5 kph sections.
Anyhow, I arrive at GFs palace at 9.45 and it's back on the Toyota killer for another joyous ride back into town to get her visa.
Police stop number 2. We had just rounded a bend to find a policeman stopping cars, the only way you could tell he was a copper is that he had a gun since he wasn't wearing any type of uniform, a filthy anorak seems to surfice in Laos.
After we were stopped I was asked to get out of the car and with documents in hand I was ushered to the police hut (looked more like a Bob Marley beach bar), GF said nothing just followed on. At this point I'm thinking hang on, no one else is getting this treatment, is there a problem? Should I be worried? Inside I was greeted quite warmly by a little fellow, again in the de rigeur filthy anorak (his did say police on it). GF was very "sawadee kaaaaaaaaaa" and wiaied (if that's how you spell it) big time. Now I get it this is BIG BOSS local mafia (police). He then spoke, "hello Mr John" he said, he knew my name, I was guessing he saw me earilier, wondered what a farang was doing on his patch, and looked me up using my reg number (not many farang come up here in Thai plated motors). He then said "welcome to Laos, I hope you are enjoying you stay" I replied that I was very much enjoying my stay and I loved Laos as much as I loved my dearly departed mother. He then started speaking to GF in Laotian, there was a brief discussion after which goodbyes were said, and hands shook. Nice fellow I thought, just wanted to say hello and welcome me. (wrong)
We continued on to the Thai consulate where I (stupid farang) tried to get GF a different visa to the ones they were selling, err no this consulate is a visa machine not an immigration office, never mind. With forms filled and submitted we headed of for some credit card bashing in town (GF thought that my visa card had been particularly evil just recently and needed a specially hard thrashing) but I got off light. The A.T.M.s in the morning market mall (more charity) wouldn,t accept my card, I tried about 3 then gave up. That left us with about 15 quid or about 200,000 of their stupid Kip, result for me, disaster for GF, anyhow she spent the lot on clothes and I got a packet of Rizlas. We then headed back to the hotel, I had slap and tickle in mind. We had got about half way back and I, thinking I knew my way around Vientiene after being there 5 mins, made an illegal turn into a one way street. Police stop number 3. O.K. rozzer, this time I'm bang to rites, you got me, I'm nicked, well done!!! I got out of the car and followed the nice policeman to nice table where there were lots of other policemen waiting for bungertime. He informed GF that I had made an illegal turn, and she pointed out that there was no sign. He then pointed to the sign which tells you not to turn left at the next junction. She then exclaimed that yes there is a sign but it's 200 bloody meters before the turning and where was the no entry sign at the top of the street. (the post was there, the sign long gone). He wasn't budging, I was nicked and that's it, he then told her what the donation was going to be. GF went BALLISTIC!!!!! "HOW MUCH!!!! YOU MUST BE OUT OF YOUR TINY THIEVING LITTLE MIND" she said. After that there was more heated discussion and more and more, but he wasn't shifting, that's what he wanted and that's what he was going to get. "Pay the man darling" I said and she duly slipped the money under his unsurprisingly unused looking ticket book and we left. Now at this point I was worried because I've never seen GF kick of with The M.I.B. in Thailand, how much was the bung (I'd forgotten we had nearly no money) Causiously I enquired "how much darling" she replied 12,000 Kip. It took me a little while to compute back into sensible money but with calculation completed I started to laugh, alot. The bung was 50 baht, not worth arguing about.
Nooky achieved we left the hotel to go back to Grimsville, for me at least 3 hours of torment, not to mention about a years worth torchure for my 4 week old car.
At the end of the road to GFs village GF ask me to pull over, I asked why. Apparently earlier in the day the copper in the Bob Marley policestation had ask her for a lift from town back to the station which she had kindly agreed to. After a short wait said copper appeared WITH 6 other coppers, two of them had Kaleshnikov AK 47 with then. I said nothing. I simply selected the cleanest looking three and sat them in the back, put the other 4 in cargo class and off we went looking like something out of an African civil war movie.
Rest of the day uneventfull, except for a really exeptional bottle of wine at dinner.
Sounds like fun.
You ought to learn to take more pics if you want an appreciative audience here.
You also need to learn how to make paragraphs with spaces between them so our eyes don't keep going funny.
Even I know how to do that and I don't know what a noun or a verb is.
I like poisoning my neighbours dogs till they die cos I'm a cnut
I,ve got more pics. They need to be resized and the you can see them. Didn't MeMock I think it was complain earier in the thread about my use of paragraphs.
So I stopped doing it.
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