Well, sorta. I have discovered the truly wonderful and Brazil-like nature of attempting to navigate bureaucracy without the magic number. It turns out that it is, essentially, impossible. However, towards the end of last week that magic card arrived.
And suddenly a billion doors opened up to me.
I now have health insurance (thanks to Kathryn), I have a driver’s licence (or Driver Licence as it’s called here), and co-incidentally I’ve got some job interviews lined up.
Woot.