Autumnal leaves stop train services
Actually, there’s a different excuse here in Jakarta because autumn doesn’t happen. And neither, come to think of it, do the train services.
But rain at the outset of the dry season does.
Now, here’s a prediction; tomorrow’s (today’s?) headline in the Jakarta Post
will NOT be about the Golkar presidential candidate, but about how this well-run city of ours came to a complete standstill today.
Each of us has a different story about how we failed to get home; I failed to get home from D’s Place
. My excuse ~ honest dear ~ is that there were no taxis between 5.15 and 9.45, and that one, of course, didn’t want to use his meter. Feel my socks ~ "Yuk, they’re always wet. Not true,dear." ~ argue with my taxi driver who figures he can stiff me for twice the fare which was twice the fare we had agreed at D's Place which was twice the usual fare.
But I did get home for Trista and Ryan’s Wedding
(to be continued) on TV7. So, that was alright then. If it wasn’t for the helicopter overhead and the country and western singer and the bridesmaids’ tears. And mine.
And I still don’t know who got the bride’s bouquet. Ah, the suspense is …….