Driving down the fast lane on uneven road
Why are there no set standards that dictate that all streets in Jeddah be maintained like those in Washington DC or Dubai?
eddah is the most affable city in Saudi Arabia, a Dubai in the UAE if you will. But unlike its Gulf counterpart, city planners leave a lot to be desired. There appears to be energetic focus of proper planning in some districts while others remain forgotten. In my trips to Washington DC in the past, I have had the opportunity to drive in the city. While some of the streets and avenues were slightly wider and are lined with trees around the various monuments and places of interest that dot the city, the road conditions and surfacing were no different from the rest of the metropolis thoroughfares.
Now flash forward to my city of Jeddah. Keeping our pitiful road conditions in mind, I am amazed to notice one peculiar phenomenon here. It seems to me that whenever someone in the municipality gets promoted or appointed to a worthwhile post, not only his residence but the whole the neighbourhood he lives in undergoes a sudden transformation.
A bustle of activity by a swarm of workers all dressed in coveralls swiftly materialise to remove trash, trim unkempt vegetation and haul the refuse off, all before the day is done. Within a few days, residents can expect to notice roadwork teams busily digging and resurfacing the streets in the immediate neighbourhood. While that is being done, new lampposts are being erected, and sidewalks are being repaired and spruced up. But such activities are unfortunately only confined to the near vicinity of our bigwig. Herein lies my argument. Why are there no set standards that dictate that ALL city streets be maintained in similar fashion and kept well, and not just in neighbourhoods that house some public officials? Seems to me we should borrow a page from the DC city officials. Or better yet, take a quick trip to Dubai and learn their secret.
And on the subject of our roads and streets, during a late night outing I ran into a speed bump. It was unobtrusively waiting for any unsuspecting soul who just happened to be me. I was driving below the speed limit, and when I collided with it, I felt my body moving forward while my vehicle stayed behind. Underneath the vehicle, all sorts of groaning and creaking could be heard emanating. After recovering from the impact of the collision, I realised why I had failed to notice this impregnable barrier. There was a puddle of water that had carefully disguised the approach to this barrier.
Looking around through somehow dazed and dopey eyes, I noticed a newly built house just ahead. And to top it off, there was another of these traps just beyond this house. Certainly, the owner had gone to great lengths to ensure that all traffic past his dwelling slowed down to a crawl. It had unquestionably succeeded with me. But this was a public street, and it made me think for the next few days about such barriers or speed bumps or humps. Having dabbled years back in Civil Engineering, I began to marvel at the inconsistencies in the progress of that science when it came to application by whoever authorised and carried out such creations. There was no method, no theory, and no formula in these new wonders of road works. And what a contrast in styles!
As for the legality of building such barriers, was it possible that any new homeowner or builder could just march down a street, choose his spot, and begin constructing a barrier in any form or shape he pleased? Buried deep within the archives of our municipal laws are there provisions for such demonstrations of free form artistry? That would be an issue for our vigilant Municipality officials to consider. But would they notice and act upon such obvious offences? They seem to be too busy elsewhere.