Driving on the Wrong Side of the Road

Holy crap.  Driving on the wrong side of the road is INCREDIBLY STRESSFUL!

I just went out to dinner. We’ve always been having dinner in our hotel at the Putrajaya Shangri-La. It’s good but we have both been getting bored with the menu. I went out but Brent stayed at the hotel.

In Malaysia, the steering wheel is on the right, the shifter on the left, the blinkers on the right, both side mirrors are convex (i.e. “Objects in mirror are closer than they appear”), the rear mirror is to your left, but the ignition is oddly still on the right.

I drove a total of like 3km to the mall and back and I’m so frazzled. I shouldn’t be. I mean, I’ve been sitting in the back seat as navigator for like 1,o00 kilometers of roads, half city miles. My job has been to make sure we drive EVERY meter of EVERY road in all the cities we drive… Cyberjaya, Malaka, Georgetown, and some other cities coming up. Amazingly, I haven’t gotten car sick from reading in the car even though I’ve been reading maps in a moving car continuously for 3 days straight. It took a while to get used to navigating in this drive-on-the-left country; left turns are easier, reading offramps is backwards etc…

Now it’s time to sleep!  (It’s 10pm here, it’s 7am in San Francisco!)

One Comment

  1. Vickie says:

    Hey! I got your message. Thanks for calling, it was great to hear your voice. I know we have a twelve hour difference in time, but if you can, call me tonight or tomorrow.


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