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A morning walk in West Java

At this time of year the air can be crackling hot- at lunchtime hot enough to burn and blister the soles of your feet if you are silly enough to be walking through the sawah without shoes on. The rains threaten to come everyday, but as the day ebbs to dusk it is ultimately an unfufilled promise.Because of the heat, and also in part because its the fasting month, we decided to do our monthly expat walk up into the hills early than normal. The group was smaller than the last walk I lead, only six of us. However the 2.5 hour trek up ridges, through coffee groves and past the friendly villages that cling onto the slopes of this mountainous area was fantastic. The friendly men and women that make up this rural area always heartens me. Sitting down, chatting about coffee- also about the western world where we all come from is something I always look forward to. I think if more expats could just experience this magical part of Indonesia, then a lot of the bad press this country gets would be washed away.
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So I like wandering around Craigslist late at night. You never know when you might stumble upon that sofa that just screams "you". Not that I've found that sofa, or anything else, but I've always wanted to window shop yard sales in my underwear...So I'm on Craigslist and I'm noticing more and more grave plots up for sale. Some people have foresight... That late night commercial about sparing loved ones your final costs really make an impression on them. They drop a couple of grand for the piece of mind that comes from owning a hole in the ground. So it makes me wonder why...Did they suddenly decide dying wasn't for them?Maybe they found a different hole with a better view?Or maybe they thought, "Fuck the kids, I want a new flatscreen!"Then I think, "Maybe I shouldn't drink espresso when I work a close shift."
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