|A rather light load, by Dominican standards|
|Compared to many of the moving wrecks, this car is virtually off-the-lot|
|Safe passing on a two-lane highway|
|Motorcycles, the pick-ups of the DR|
1. If you have a red light, simply ignore it.
2. If you have a green light, most definitely slow down and proceed with a modicum of caution.
3. If there is a stop sign, ignore it as well and slow down only minimally; chances are good that the non-stop sign controlled driver will do the same, or so you hope.
4. All other rules regarding a clogged intersection apply—see above.
In other words: It's all a big, gooey mess. Thrown into the mix of cars, mini vans, and trucks of all sizes and states of disrepair is an inordinate number of small motorcycles that have just outgrown the cc standard of a moped. These motos weave in and out of tight and extra-tight spaces, claiming the extra square inches that the cars are hoping to utilize in their quest for advancing position. These guys really know how to handle their bikes! Oddly, their shenanigans practically never draw the sound of the klaxon. In the city that's reserved to alert others that a red light is still red but everybody needs to get ready, and to communicate general dissatisfaction with life, I presume. It's a wonderful system!
|They all mingle well, cars and motos|
|Prime example of proper blind-turn passing etiquette|
|There are a lot of rules—it's just that nobody really gives a damn!|
|Speed bump that slows traffic to a crawl—the racers tried to hop them if possible|
|That's the little KIA in which I was carted around for 10 days|
|The joy of grinding uphill ...|
|Slow down, Buster!|
|The lead moto actually had a front light; neither one had a rear light, but the lead (luxe!) had a reflector|