KL Driving 101
It’s a mad place. It’s marvellous how a small government can turn the entire KL city into one confusing place with lots of little roads that lead you back to the spot you first started from (otherwise to another distant town). The Expressway Authorities gladly takes money from newbies like myself who follows destination road signs like a book by building pretty green toll booths (filled with village chicks) every 5 minutes along the expressway.
There is a noticeable trend among KL motorists - abusive honking. It is amazing what honks can mean over here:
- “Stay the fuck out of my way!”
- “Don’t you know how to drive, you idiot?!”
- “ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
- A friendly “Hello!”
I was nearly smashed by two cars while walking in a back alley behind Low Yat Plaza. I swore they slowed down when they saw Big Round Darryl jiggly crossing the road, but then decided to step on the oil so they could make it past him before he could. I finally understood what everyone meant when they say, “If you could drive in KL, you could drive anywhere in the world”. A KL city driver requires skills and handful of guts, like:
- The virtue of impatience;
- Gestures of appreciation are optional, but middle fingers are greatly applauded;
- Be roadsmart (i.e. drive on emergency lanes, follow the screaming ambulance closely, etc.);
- Mercilessly force your vehicle to the faster lane in traffic jams.
“Welcome to KL, Bitch! This is how we do it in the city!” (Watch O.C., please!)
oo yeah kl
Comment by farking — November 15, 2005 @ 2:10 pm