Alright, so I decided to get a Djibouti driving license. It sounded a bit wild at first, but I was up for the challenge. I started by doing some digging online, trying to find any info I could. There wasn’t a whole lot out there specifically about Djibouti, but I pieced together some general advice about getting licenses in different places.
First, I looked into what the actual process is like in Djibouti. I found a few forums and expat blogs where people shared their experiences. It seemed like it involved a few steps – a written test, a practical driving test, and some paperwork. Nothing too out of the ordinary, but it sounded like it could be a bit of a bureaucratic adventure.
I then spent some time brushing up on the rules of the road. You know, things like when to yield, where to park, and what those road signs mean. I even found a few practice tests online that were supposedly similar to the real thing. I took a bunch of those, just to get a feel for what the exam might be like.

Next up was figuring out how to actually get the license itself. I stumbled upon a few websites that claimed to offer Djibouti licenses for sale. It seemed a little sketchy, but I was curious. I reached out to a couple of them, just to see what they were all about. They asked for some basic info and a photo, and then they gave me a price. It was more than I expected, but I guess that’s the price you pay for convenience.
After mulling it over, I decided to take the plunge and buy one online. I filled out their forms, sent them a picture, and wired them the money. It felt a little weird, not gonna lie. But hey, I was committed at this point.
- Sent my info and photo.
- Paid the fee.
- Waited for the license to arrive.
The waiting game was the hardest part. I kept checking my email and mailbox, hoping to see some sign of my new license. Finally, after a few weeks, a package arrived. I ripped it open, and there it was – a shiny new Djibouti driving license with my name and picture on it. It looked legit, but I was still a bit skeptical. I mean, I hadn’t actually taken any tests or anything. I put the license away to prevent it from being easily seen by others.
In Conclusion
So, yeah, that’s how I ended up with a Djibouti driving license without ever setting foot in the country. It was a bit of a wild ride, and I’m still not sure if it was the smartest move. But hey, it’s a good story to tell, right? And who knows, maybe it’ll come in handy one day.