1. The traffic in Santo Domingo is hell. I travel there by motorcycle. By the time i've traveled from JFK to the Malecon (mostly on the sidewalk) i've passed 500 cars sitting at traffic lights with their plastic bumpers melting in the sun and the heat.
2. The pollution from all of the cars is hell. By the time i've reached the Colonial Zone, i am coughing up some black, slimy, exhaust looking smoke from my lungs. However, I use it to glue back my soles onto my boots. It works.
3. The Malecon is dirty, grimy, with plastic trash accumulating on the edges of the road--resembling a gay pride parade that just passed through with a lot of chiffon and Boa feathers backing up the sewer system.
4. Trying to make from one end of Abraham Lincoln to the next in a 24hr period is nearly impossible.
5. Trying to drive from one end of JFK to the next is nearly impossible on a motorcycle because...they have this fantastic law in the DR which states that "No motorcycle are permitted on the overhead bridges or in the tunnels." when i come out of the tunnels--sometimes exceeding speeds which have me driving above the pavement--i encounter stupid AMET officer trying to get me to pull over to issue you me a ticket for going through the tunnel...on a 1000cc motorcycle...not a 50cc scooter!
6. Did i mention the traffic sucks, and it's hot, and the exhausts from all of the vehicles stuck in "Traffic Hell" causes people to come down with Asthma, Glaucoma, and Gonorrhea in as little as one hour.
7. The humidity index within the city is so astronomical that people hair have been known to spontaneously combust while walking down the street or sitting at traffic lights.
8. On top of having to carry around a fire extinguisher with me at all times to put out people's hair catching on fire, my hair begins to "puff" up like a Puffer fish. I must use 1kilo of hair cream to keep from standing up vertically.
Frank
2. The pollution from all of the cars is hell. By the time i've reached the Colonial Zone, i am coughing up some black, slimy, exhaust looking smoke from my lungs. However, I use it to glue back my soles onto my boots. It works.
3. The Malecon is dirty, grimy, with plastic trash accumulating on the edges of the road--resembling a gay pride parade that just passed through with a lot of chiffon and Boa feathers backing up the sewer system.
4. Trying to make from one end of Abraham Lincoln to the next in a 24hr period is nearly impossible.
5. Trying to drive from one end of JFK to the next is nearly impossible on a motorcycle because...they have this fantastic law in the DR which states that "No motorcycle are permitted on the overhead bridges or in the tunnels." when i come out of the tunnels--sometimes exceeding speeds which have me driving above the pavement--i encounter stupid AMET officer trying to get me to pull over to issue you me a ticket for going through the tunnel...on a 1000cc motorcycle...not a 50cc scooter!
6. Did i mention the traffic sucks, and it's hot, and the exhausts from all of the vehicles stuck in "Traffic Hell" causes people to come down with Asthma, Glaucoma, and Gonorrhea in as little as one hour.
7. The humidity index within the city is so astronomical that people hair have been known to spontaneously combust while walking down the street or sitting at traffic lights.
8. On top of having to carry around a fire extinguisher with me at all times to put out people's hair catching on fire, my hair begins to "puff" up like a Puffer fish. I must use 1kilo of hair cream to keep from standing up vertically.
Frank