If you haven't already done so, read "Bullet up the Grand Trunk Road" (think that's the title). You'll learn the bureacracy involved in a foreigner buying a vehicle over there.
I particularly like the bit where the author notices that whenever he's dealing with a bureaucrat, he's always asked, "I have a brother in Manchester, do you know him?"
So one day he decided to answer "Yes!"
Immediately he was given full personal service, escorted to the front of the queues at all the windows he had to visit for whatever it was he was trying to do, and the whole process took one tenth of the normal time.
I hope I get the chance to try that one day!
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