I’m loving the motorcycle. It gets me to roads and places I’ve not been to before. This is an alley I have been down, but I’ve never come down it from this direction. Good times.
I’ve found some new-found freedom here in the Big Jak. I’ve been driving my motorcycle a lot this week, now that I finally have licence plates for it, and it’s given me some ability to get around and snap photos that I’ve not had the opportunity to take.
This girl, painted on a wall at a corner on a one-way section of Jalan Kemang Raya, watches me every time I go by her. Today, I got out and took her picture. I like her headband-ears.
Now that I’ve got mobility, I think it’s time to find some more street art.
I don’t know what to say about this. How about, “Take that, Gangnam Style!” No?
He works on the corner of Kemang Selatan V. It’s a lovely little street, with little traffic. He has few teeth, but an incredible smile. I see him on my way home in the afternoon. I call out, “Selamat sore,” and he smiles this grin that makes his eyes all squinty and returns the greeting with one a little louder and more excited than mine.
We barely know each other, but I feel like we’re friends.
Alright. After today’s post, I’ve got to start shooting, and posting, some new stuff. Here’s the end of my walk to school:
One quick note here. I love these guys. Our school has a security guard on practically every floor, and they greet me as I enter the building. I’ve struck up a bit of a rapport with a few of them, Pak Setyo especially. He and I have agreed to trade language lessons. He learns English from me, I learn Bahasa from him. It’s a nice trade-off, but I like the relationship more than the lessons. The security guards are one of the many joys of working at SPH International.