Super Sokka means “excellent tile”. The stack of tiles, above, are roof tiles, made by hand, in a village Central Java. We met the woman who was making the tiles – she presses out the mix of mud and clay with this medieval looking manual press – and she said that this was her job and that she pressed these out all day long, all year long.
And she seemed happy. I don’t know if something that routine could keep me happy. I also don’t know if something that routine actually makes her happy, or if she was just smiling because a couple of expats found what she does so interesting.
I posted this photo yesterday, but in full color. My question to you is: which looks better? Yesterday in color? Or today’s in black and white?
Btw, this is the life I’ve come to accept as my everyday life here in Jakarta. I had no expectations when I moved here, but I’ve found a routine that seems to work well enough and shows me scenes like this on my commute to and from my school.