People said they don’t like Monday. Whoever said that, they obviously never drive their car, or trapped inside hot-humid-packed buses that crawling in 5km/hour through Sudirman Street in Jakarta on Friday afternoon. Particularly one Friday afternoon, when people rushed home on their last office day before long Ied holiday. Like this afternoon. I’m cursing the traffic all the way home. Took me more than half an hour to travel less than one kilometer to get home. Far out!
Let me put in this way:
One car with only at least 3 people inside, fight for space with hundreds of motorbike –their maneuver to kicked other for the sake of narrow part of the street is unbelievably dangerous- and buses that stopped on their own pace-who cares about bus stop or bus on shelter if you can jump in or out wherever you want-. Flocking. Jam. Stroll at snail speed.
Welcome back to Jakarta, Ayu!
Anyway, Happy Eid Mubarak.
Let me put in this way:
One car with only at least 3 people inside, fight for space with hundreds of motorbike –their maneuver to kicked other for the sake of narrow part of the street is unbelievably dangerous- and buses that stopped on their own pace-who cares about bus stop or bus on shelter if you can jump in or out wherever you want-. Flocking. Jam. Stroll at snail speed.
Welcome back to Jakarta, Ayu!
Anyway, Happy Eid Mubarak.
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