A final batch of the smiling faces that brought me such joy during a month in Indonesia:
Yogyakarta, while my ice cream melts
Brain Urlacher, Indonesian edition
Wolfed most of my ice cream down by this point (and was licking it off my fingers)
Semarang: I got caught in the rain. Then Ivan invited me under his shelter. We all talked for over an hour. They fed me too.
Semarang: as mentioned before, my Grab driver brought me to his home and introduced me to his family. This is his lovely and engaging daughter Fauzia.
Jakarta: I had to catch a bus back to my room by the station was spiral and confusing. An off the clock driver stopped, told me how, continued on. I did another loop. He saw me again, laughed at me a little. Then said "Get in" and took me to my destination for free. Here we are no doubt violating numerous regulations.