Gambling
Maybe he's right. But maybe not, too.
Choo-choo Probs and Trainy Things
So we went on a trip. From Bintaro to Depok, and from Depok to Bintaro. An organized plan. Fast and cheap to, compared to taxi cabs. It's just a few stops between those stations, which was pretty close on train. Also, both stations are really close to the houses I'm staying in. Our first go was rough. The time we got in, the train was already full. We had to stand and try not to bump to other people's majorly big bags (wonder what's inside it, a fridge?). We also had to move whenever anyone has to go out of the train, because we're right in front of the door. Poor Ayrton, he slept on my dads shoe (which i don't know how with bumping here and there all the way). And that was before we stopped on Tanah Abang. I don't exactly know how to describe that one-of-the-center-stations-of-Jakarta, but maybe the word Hell might help. IT. WAS. TOTALLY. HOT. AND CROWDED. HOT AND CROWDED. The station is pretty wide, but not wide enough to hold several thousands...