Bloody Tungsten T crashed again today. I had a nice little rant going as well. I’m really getting into this blogging thing, alright.
Quick summary of what was lost:
I was quite pleased with my scrambled egg platter at 7 this morning, in Burger King. Sadly it lead to trying the SIA omlette. Rubbery and tasteless. Fuck it was awful.
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Jakarta traffic proved a bit more interesting than usual. Shortly after the first toll booth, after you leave the airport, two police outriders were parting the traffic. A lá Moses and the Red Sea, except Moses never had to deal with people turning a two lane expressway into a three and a half lane expressway. The parting made way for four or five official cars and a van of heavily armed police. This little group made their way through the centre. Immediately the drivers of the cars, trucks and other assorted motorised vehicles following decided to jump on the tail of the last car and, in theory, speed through the morning traffic. Well, suddenly the centre lane was a sprawling jam and a few minutes later the cavalcade was clear and everyone else was playing catch up again. Now out on open road, the afformentioned well-armed policemen decided they liked their space and nobody, but nobody, was going to use them as traffic blockers. For the next mile or two we were treated to traditional gun waving whenever anyone invaded their no-drive zone.
Then I got back to sleep for awhile….
