The Jakarta Post, Tuesday, April 25, 2006
There was a time when a day off meant more than a day on the couch. There were errands to catch up on and friends to catch up with. An opportunity to enjoy the pleasures of a matinee or perhaps time to visit that new art exhibition. Those days have long since gone. Now the only place I want to spend my day off is on the couch, catching up on my PlayStation. I wasn’t always a couch potato; it took years of suffering through Jakarta’s horrific traffic jams to make me the kind of person who only ventures out of the house for work, and perhaps medical emergencies.
I once read Jakarta has one of the most comprehensive transportation systems on the planet. True, it’s a city where four wheels are considered better than two legs.
Walking gets you nowhere but dabbing your head with a hanky, while everyone else stares at you like you just came down from the trees.
The city administration, it seems, understands this and subtly (or not) discourages walking by declining to provide basic facilities like pedestrian bridges and, I don’t know, sidewalks. Most people have probably noticed, as they stared out their car window during the interminable traffic jam known as the daily commute, that most streets in the city don’t have sidewalks, or if they do have sidewalks they have been overtaken by trees and bushes or, that’s right, sidewalk vendors. Except of course the main thoroughfares of Jl. Sudirman and Jl. Thamrin, which seems to me a blatant attempt to fool visitors and business travelers into believing that Jakarta is a city of sidewalks; clean, wide, passable sidewalks that would be at home along the streets of any Western city.
Not to worry, there is always public transportation. In fact, there is a veritable smorgasbord of public transportation choices, from big and box-like to sleek and fast (well, not really sleek and usually not particularly fast, because we’re still talking about Jakarta).
Large air-conditioned buses drop people off in the heart of the city from their homes in Bekasi, Tangerang, Bogor and Depok — where the three-wheeled becak can still be found in some areas.
From there, they can either take a smaller bus — one of the metrominis or kopajas — or the latest in mass rapid transit, the busway, to their ultimate destination.
The city’s 40,000-plus taxis are in furious competition with each other for the privilege of taking you door-to-door. I suppose this competition could explain why so many taxi drivers seem to work 48 hours straight, and are ready to nod off at a moment’s notice. Sleep tight, fair driver. I will watch the road ahead while you enjoy your much-deserved rest.
Or it you don’t mind the clamor, take the cheaper three-wheeled bajaj, while they are still allowed on the streets.
In a hurry for an important meeting? Beat the traffic with the ubiquitous ojek (motorcycle taxi), because some meetings are worth dying for. That’s not entirely fair. I know several people who have taken ojek and lived to tell the tale (unfortunately they told the tale from a hospital bed, in full-body casts).
Up north, one can still find bicycle taxis, not as quick as the motorcycles, but much safer amid the ruthless North Jakarta traffic.
Oh, and don’t forget the trains, which complement the large buses in transporting people from Jakarta’s suburbs into the city. Dirt cheap and, well, dirty, Jakarta’s trains are nearly always early or late. Still, the trains are the only way to travel for the majority of commuters who enter the capital each day.
Vegetable sellers rub shoulders with white-collar workers, traveling the 80 kilometers from Rangkas Bitung in West Java to Jakarta for a mere Rp 1,500 (about 16 US cents). It’s by far the cheapest, and fastest, mode of transportation around.
Maybe it’s true after all, Jakarta has one of the most comprehensive transportation systems in the world. And when the construction of the monorail — and the subway — wraps up, the choices will be complete.
So with all these transportation options, why do people still prefer to drive their own cars?
The answer, of course, is comfort and safety, the two things none of our modes of public transportation are able to offer (not even the ojek).
Public buses and trains teem with pickpockets, who sometimes branch out to minivans.
Crowded carriages become even more so as vendors squeeze between passengers, hawking their wares.
Even the new busway system has lost some of the comfort that was its claim to fame two years ago. Not enough buses on the new routes means masses of people crushed together at the busway shelters. And while the busway does help you escape the traffic on normal days, it too falls victim to demonstrations and rain, when flooded streets shut down much of the city’s transportation system.
We can always hope the monorail and subway will make a difference, getting people out of their cars and breaking the traffic gridlock. Until that happens, I’ll be on the couch with my PlayStation.