The City of Hell-Drivers

I spent the last three days in jb zooming here and there running errands and attending one of the most important days of my best friend’s life. Rathee, your wedding was such a wonderful event. I loved every moment of fussing around with your dress, make-up and hair. Congratulations, you did not faint during your speech! J

However, besides the wonderful event that made my weekend priceless, I resented every moment spent on the streets and being stuck in traffic in jb. Somehow, jb reminded me a lot of Jakarta, where the air is constantly grey, where you get a sinus attack should you wind down your windows while you drive and the attitude of people constantly trying to cheat you because they assume you can’t speak the language.

While I never noticed all these things despite being born and bred in this city, it’s either that I was sucked into being a Johorian myself, or that things have definitely changed over the years.

These are a few things I absolutely hate about jb;

1.     There is no darn traffic system. Lorries and busses take up all three lanes and speed like no man’s business. They even race with cars who overtake them
   
2.    The road system sucks. Three lanes suddenly become two without any road markings or warning. There are hardly any signboards to aid directions.
   
3.  Dirty fumes. We are not even talking bout being environmentally friendly and green. The black fumes bigger vehicles emit are downright pollution! What the hell is Puspakom for? And with IRDA coming up ( a new multimedia super corridor area likened to cyberjaya), you would think they would like to start cleaning up the area.
   
4. Crime rates and road rage. People drive without sticking to their lanes or giving indications that they would be switching lanes. And since there is no motorcycle lane, there are motorcycles zooming in and out of anywhere as if they have nine lives. There are plenty of people out there who make a living out of purposely getting into an accident and extorting compensation afterwards.
   
5.  The roads are shit. There are pot-holes every damn where on every damn road. Even land-cruisers will have their absorbers spoilt in no time.
   
6. People are DUH. People in jb bring unfriendliness to the next level. No one would give you directions if you are lost. If you look different or out of town, they stare at you blatantly. Subtlety does not exist in this city.
   

oh well, I'm glad i'm back in KL. As much as i don't find KL any more pleasant than JB, i'd rather be here!