Dangerous Driving

There is no driving school in Amman. Conversely, it is impossible to walk far is this vast, spider-webbed network of neighborhoods and suks lacking proper pedestrian paths and courteous drivers. Public transportation is radically underdeveloped, almost rivaling the states. Therefore, one must drive or one must taxi. EMDAPers have been given a car, which I had assumed would be an unwanted responsibility but now consider a small luxury. Only though if I discount the terrifying driving practices and absurdity of a city without street signs. As an American on a Jordanian road, I will see two lanes clearly marked in which I should drive, but a Jordanian sees the opportunity to cram in four or five rows of cars, disregarding the yellow lines. One must be both extremely aggressive and defensive and not take offense to constant horns. As well, to get somewhere in this labyrinth you must remember landmarks, because nobody knows the names of streets and they aren't marked anyway. On the flip side, it is fun to ignore all traffic signals such as one-way signs and normal taboos such as cutting someone off. I feel like a teenager on speed half the time I am tearing around the city. As well, I don't speak or read Arabic, so street signs would be meaningless.