Motorbike Registration In Upper East Region - Part 1

Some few months ago, I went to the Driver and Vehicle Licensing Authority (DVLA) to register my motorbike. I really learned a lot from the registration process that I will love to share with you (as many guys were so confused upon arriving at the DVLA premises, myself inclusive).
I left home very early in the morning (say around 4:45 a.m.) to avoid those nagging police officers along our roads who usually try all means possible to get your GHȻ 2.00.

I got to the Bolga office at around 6:20 a.m. and fortunately, I met a certain man who was standing near the office premises. When I approached him and asked what the requirements were and when the workers would report and begin the day's work, he said workers usually report at 8:40 a.m. and went further to ask if my bike's papers (DUTY) had a stamp on it from the office of the Customs, Excise, and Preventive Service (CEPS). I showed him the papers to see whether the stamp he meant was there. He later concluded that I had to go to the CEPS office for the stamp (which was located within the same vicinity of Zuarungu). He gave me the directions and I departed to that place straightaway.

I arrived at the CEPS office at around 6:45 a.m. but nobody was there; only cars. I later saw one of the officers coming from one room attached to the office building. He didn't ever want any exchange of greetings and long, probing questions from me, a stranger (as most strangers to that office are often tagged as Anas Aremeyaw Anas, the Ghanaian investigative journalist who once kept their dastardly acts in the public glare). He went ahead to clean his car whilst I was waiting for work to begin. Later on, another "green-leaf" came to join me. Within a thirty-minute interval, our number had risen to six, all waiting for the CEPS officers to begin their day's work.

It was not until the clock struck 9:00 a.m. that they began arriving at the workplace one after the other. Upon us standing all that while to wait for them, none bothered to give us a seating place. It was not until a woman arrived, who asked us to come up the building and relax while they prepare to begin work. Not even the man who stays at the office premises was punctual to his office! Work actually began at around 9:45 a.m. Within five minutes, I was asked to come down for an inspection of my motorbike (which was nothing than writing the Chassis number and my name, with my national voter ID). Within a few minutes, one officer called me from his office. I was asked to pay  GHȻ 5.00 after he had embossed a stamp on my papers. I was now ready to begin the registration process proper!

Read Part 2 here.