Ministry of Transportation describes more accurately the place I decided to go to yesterday, so I could follow "the law."  For me, the title conjures up an image of priests engaging in discussion, using platitudes to describe transportation policy.  If this image were a reality, I would guess it to be significantly more effective than the reality in existence now.

Lucia and I had to go to the National Bank to pay for the fee to get a license plate for my motorcycle.  Then we went to the Ministry of Transportation, where we waited in line to talk to a guy named Mario Condori.  We showed the fee we paid at the bank, and Mario Condori promptly charged us again.  Then we waited in another line for the license plate application.  When we got there, he said we didn't have to pay twice and that we should get a refund from Mario Condori, the guy we paid, in the other booth, about 8 feet away.  So we waited in line again to talk to Mario Condori, and asked for a refund.  Mario Condori said no.  We went back to the license plate guy, who said we should talk to a woman in another section.  We did, and she said to go back to Mario Condori, and ask him for a refund.  We waited in line again and told Mario Condori to give us a refund; he still said no.  We went back to the woman, and she said she would come with us this time.  She came with us, we all waited in line again.  Finally, Mario Condori agreed, but only after he was done with his shift, an hour and a half later, at 2:45pm, 15 minutes before closing.  We waited, and were able to catch him at 2:30pm before he escaped with my money.  He did refund us, 35 soles, all in one sole coins.

Mario Condori should be fired, but then again, who would they hire to replace him?