Although by no means easygoing, the traffic in Manado City in North Sulawesi province, Indonesia, didn’t strike me as snarling either. Manado, after all, wasn’t nearly as big a city as Jakarta, not even Metro Manila; it was more like any other 3rd class city in the Philippines, traffic-wise. But unlike most cities here, those in Manado seemed to have a lot of female drivers cruising along the streets as well as the men.

I’ve always found motorcycles an interesting piece about a place’s personality. In Manado, the motorcycle was everywhere and everyone was on them as well. Merchants prop their motorbikes’ rear ends with wares, women ride pillion or else maneuver the thing by themselves, and they all converge and disperse everywhere along with cars and mikrolets (like the PH’s multicab, only that these come in a uniform blue shade).
In the Philippines, I’ve come to assume that when most locals ride motorcycles, the place would have to have a more laidback vibe than others. I’ve seen this in Panglao in Bohol, in Bantayan in Cebu, in the whole of Busuanga in Palawan—they are all islands that do not have the need for cars to ferry them around their little area on a daily basis. I mean, I haven’t seen Vietnam’s notorious two-wheeled population, but where there are motorcycles on a daily basis, it’s always a fascinating sight. They always have much more character than gas-guzzling SUVs, after all.