Delightful Indonesia - You People, I People
, October 26, 2011
I zoom along the smooth and beautiful strip until out of nothing, the motorcycle burps, farts and bounces to a halt. What is this? I just had new gas three kilometres ago. While I stand on the road besides my useless motorbike, I meet the eyes of another motorbike rider. A local. He saw me standing there, and now he stops: "Hello", he goes. "Selamat pagi", I reply. The man is about 30. Does he want to help the helpless westerner or is he going to play some scam? I am an easy catch there, in the middle of nowhere.