Because I'm extremely myopic, over six feet tall, not financially flush and a coward to boot, I've never owned or driven a car. Back in Blighty, I did enjoy driving hither and thither on my MZ 250, a bike that was my size and very easy to dismantle and reassemble, but there's no way I'd want to join the hordes of Hell's Cherubs on Jakarta's streets (and sidewalks).
I have, therefore, been spared the paranoia of being stopped by a traffic cop in order to contribute to his welfare fund. However, with a commission to write about such experiences I would be grateful for personal accounts, particularly from the expat viewpoint, about the following:
- Buying and maintaining a vehicle
- Getting a licence
- Hiring a driver
- Driving in Jakarta
- Being in an accident
- and etc.
Please email me with your contributions. Your help may save lives or get you a published acknowledgement. If we meet, then I'll buy you a beer.Thanks.
