Joseph wanted to take a ride up to somewhere in Kluang to take a look see at some eco chalet there, thinking of organising a trip there for his clients. So we decided to make a trip up early Monday morning thru the causeway. Decided to set off a 7am, thinking that only the side of the casueway towards Singapore would have jams. Damn bloody wrong! We did not sense anything wrong while clearing Singapore immigration, but as soon as we ride out of it on onto the bridge, we're stucked. Shit, don't tell me now the all the workers go back home early in the morning too???
This is at the Singapore side of the causeway, just after the checkpoint. The problem is you see, the early morning traffic of workers/cub kias coming to work in Singapore is jamming up the whole damn bridge! Yes, even this side of it, against the traffic! It's basically "Cub Jam".
See the yellow Malaysian bus on the right, it go blocked by all the cubs so badly that the driver is trying to go against the traffic to avoid them, but no different. Cub power.
This is at the Singapore side of the causeway, just after the checkpoint. The problem is you see, the early morning traffic of workers/cub kias coming to work in Singapore is jamming up the whole damn bridge! Yes, even this side of it, against the traffic! It's basically "Cub Jam".See the yellow Malaysian bus on the right, it go blocked by all the cubs so badly that the driver is trying to go against the traffic to avoid them, but no different. Cub power.
Those to the left of the pic were heading for JB but got stucked cos the bus did'nt move an inch. Even cub kias couldn't squeeze thru it, it's that bad. See the immigration officer in the middle? He's performing the "Moses parting of Red Sea" act, trying to get them to go back to the other side of the road, screaming and gesturing at them.
Getting better, made some "progress". Into the the mid of the bridge.
Bloody warm and sweating even in the cool morning air. Eventually we got around the bus obstacle course. Behind the bus there were still hordes of cub bikes face to face with us. I had to hold on to my horns (using their own tactics, haha) as I ride thru and got them to make way for us.
Before the JB immigration, at long last. Forgotten how long it took us, just glad that it's over. Take a breather first can?
Rode up all the way to the so called "chalet". Disappointing condition. Very run down.
Hungry. Wanton mee again. At Kluang. The most intresting part of the journey is only in the beginning maybe.
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