Sunday in Jakarta. Called up Robert and he was working in the room. Called up Balquais but (CC told me) she would not be in until 12 pm. Called up CC but she was still sleeping (10:30 am). So I told CC to go back to sleep.
Starring out of the window, lying on my bed reading “Men from you-know-where and so on”. Really boring! Have the feeling that I have revisited the Paris days.
Wanted to go to Pasa Baru (something like that) to get my guitar but the place looks quite horrible. Ended up lunching at one of the ‘good’ local hawker center. CC and Robert both hate the place and complain a lot. But I appreciate the culture itself. I do pity Balquais who took the trouble in taking us around.
The culture is that before we even eat down, they will lay all the dishes onto the table. Simple rule is that for those food we never touch, we don’t need to pay for. Just eat and forget about ‘food-recycling’.
Knowing that CC and Robert were both desperate to get back, we dropped them at the Atrium. Balquais and I then proceeded to the Bloke M. Watched the movie “Marvin’s Room”. She did cry. I bought my guitar.
Gym tonight again. What a nice weekend!