Indonesian traffic

I have just two words for Indonesian traffic - complete chaos.
In Indonesia the roads are either fucked up and the people drive like crazy, or the roads are more or less ok, but the people still drive like retarded, or!! the roads are almost empty... but then ... the people still drive like crazy.Anyway people here do not use brakes, they just use claxons to make the other drivers aware they are coming!! This is how the whole traffic works (at least seems to me).

After Balangan me and Lula took a quite nice air condition bus from Bali to Yogyiakarta (was supposed to be a DIRECT bus). The air condition was awful and the bus TV was playing 5 songs all over again (what a wonderful journey :). We took the very front seats next to the driver. We heard a lot of stories, how "bule" (that is how Indonesians call white people) got robbed in local buses, so I put my purse and my camera under my t shirt and we covered ourselves with blankets (we were maybe a bit paranoid :D - or at least I was). In the middle of the night the bus stopped and we had to change it (hmm wasn t it supposed to be a direct bus ?). Almost all the passengers from our bus were placed in a quite nice bus to Yogyakarta, however it was "full" when we were supposed to get inside. Some guy took us to another bus to Yogyakarta - this shit was a local bus stopping almost at every single kilometer. This journey was a complete nightmare. I had the impression that the driving style of the bus driver in the second bus was even more "free" than of the first one. The left indicator light of the bus was probably broken because there was a guy hanging out of the left front window next to the driver and always when we were turning lileft, he started to wave his hand like crazy:D. Finally, instead of 5 or 6 a.m. we arrived at around 11. Omg... never again !!!And I forgot - a bonus is that the second bus was a smoking bus  (actually almost all the local ones are)!

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