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Plagued by wanderlust since I can remember, I would ride my bicycle all over my rural town to feel like I was going somewhere. I would pretend I was in far- away places. My wonderful stay-at-home Mom took me on treks to local spots but my desire to go to places farther and more exotic was unfulfilled. As I child I studied the Encyclopedia and National Geographic magazines and I daydreamed of someday traveling to other countries. In my teens and early 20's my friends resembled the United Nations representatives. My desire to learn all things foreign continued: foods, dress, language, music, etc. At 17 I jumped at the chance to be a student missionary in the Dominican Republic. Once I started a career I would spend my salary on travel. My first self-paid overseas trip was to Bermuda. But the ultimate, I though, would be to live and/or study abroad. Living in Spain x2 allowed me to conquer two other goals, traveling Europe by train and learning a second language. My bucket list is still long, but I never give up hope or attempts of slowly chipping away at it during my life-time.

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Friday, June 24, 2016

A moped fascination

I've been cringing a lot, yelping and screeching while here Indonesia.  Why? The dang mopeds/motor bikes! My distress is due to many factors:  so many of motorbikes, no helmets, the way they weave in and out of traffic or turn right in front of you, but most of all the children.


Let's discuss the first factor, the quantity. Yesterday we were trying to guess the ratio of cars to mopeds.  Mopeds out number cars by 15-20:1 (our visual calculation).



The mass numbers make them appear as if they are a gang of mopeds.  They are actually intimidating to me.  I get the same feeling just like when I see and hear a bunch of motorcycles coming behind me on the road back in the U.S. Secondly, no helmets.  Granted in Bandung, I have witnessed many helmets being worn, but in Bali, much fewer helmets.  I feel naked if I ride my bike without a helmet, I can't imagine that the moped riders here, are not worried about their heads or the heads of their passengers.

Thirdly their driving.  They weave in and out of traffic like they are crocheting.  You have to be ready for one coming up on your side, front or suddenly turning in front of you. You have to go carefully and slowly so that you can react to their sudden whims.  The road is theirs, anywhere they can find to squeeze by you, they will.






Lastly and most distressing of all to me is the children.  When I say children I don't mean teen-agers or grade-schoolers (them included as well), I mean toddlers and infants. Many just being held in arms, not in carriers, strapped to their mother's chest either.  Just held as if she is sitting on the couch. First time I saw it, I yelled "Oh No, a baby!! How can that be allowed?" Each time I see a baby on a moped, I continue to panic.








When planning my visit to Bali, I read that my hotel had moped rental.  I thought, I'll rent moped and go sight seeing.  I used to ride a dirt bike. I rented a moped in Bermuda and drove on the left-hand side of the road. I can do it. Once I arrived to Bali and in one evening witnessed the moped riders, my decision quickly changed.  Never, rent a moped in Bali, unless you want to be killed on injured.
Bali

With all that said, the longer I have been in Indonesia and have witnessed the moped riders the more I am beginning to admire them.  They are talented drivers,  they control their speed, they are very aware of their surroundings, they can balance anything while they are driving and riding (including babies). I have seen moped riders with bamboo, boxes, packages, groceries, you name it.  It is impressive! If you ride a moped every single day to go to work, school, the store, the mosque/church, long trips for years and years, you become very experienced and therefore a good driver.


At Kuta Beach

Moped rider with a dead bike being assisted by a friend


This is the reason why I would never rent a moped in Indonesia, I have little to no experience. Renting a moped once for 4 days 23 years ago does not count for experience, neither does riding dirt bike for 4 years (for fun and recreation) when I was 8 years old.  People who come and rent mopeds here with those backgrounds are setting themselves up for a disaster. In Indonesia one only has to be 13 years old to obtain a license to ride a motorbike on the road.
School boys on motor bikes
My need for more information and data lead to some interesting articles about fatalities and injuries. I looked up information on moped traffic accidents in Bali and most of the victims were who? Foreigners. Since the start of the year 15 foreigners were involved in motorbike traffic accidents in Bali (4 died and 12 injuries).  Also the locals do not take too kindly to foreigners and moped accidents. They almost always blame them for the accident because, in their opinion, foreigners don't know how to drive mopeds.  It's just like I always say back at home in the U.S.  It doesn't matter if I'm a good driver, it's the other idiot drivers I have to be worried about.


For more information on moped incidents in Bali go to:

http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2016/05/24/motorbike-crashes-in-bali-killing-more-foreigners.html
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