Not to say I haven't been doing that, but it's been pretty limited. I spent many cool evenings in the resto-bar in the last picture, called Rui's on a quiet little street where three or four such places remained open and to which the bules came. That's Julia there in the foreground, who works there but who at this moment is studying for her aerobics instrucctor's certificate while I nurse a beer. Looking the other way, this is the charming view across the street.
Taking the Jakarta Jump
On September 23rd, 2004, eleven thousand miles after boarding a plane in Charlotte, North Carolina, I disembarked in Jakarta. This is what's been happening since...
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