So a couple of weeks ago, I took the kids to the zoo. The kids were thrilled, probably because they thought I was finally going to make good on my promise to sell them to the monkey house if they didn't behave. (Threat efficacy is a work in progress.)
So bus, U-bahn, long scenic walk (translation, we got lost wandering around the grounds at Schoenbrunn Palace) and we finally arrive at the zoo. Stand in line to purchase tickets. Look at cost of tickets and decide that annual pass is the way to go. Finally get to front of the line and go up to the window. Conversation proceeds something like this....
Me: "Hi! I'd like to get an annual pass for the zoo."
Cranky Zoo Official: "I need your resident cards."
Me: "Um, I don't have a resident card. Am I able to get annual passes anyways?"
CZO: "Do you have an ID card?"
Me: "No, we've just arrived here. I have my Canadian driver's license, will that work?"
CZO: "Fine. Please write down your names and birth dates, address, phone number and places of employment."
Me: "Um, I'm not applying for a passport. I just want to be able to bring my kids to the zoo." (Against my better judgement, I refrained from asking where I should leave the DNA sample.)
I bought day passes.
UPDATE: September 15, 2010
According to the Austrian Government, I'm now legitimate. AND I have a little card to prove it.
My parents will be so proud.
Oh, and I can buy an annual pass to the zoo....
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