Summary

At the heart of Indonesia’s feudal left over this privileged group of rural folk live the good life. Professionals who commute to the city, farm owners and skilled workers they are at the top of the country’s rural totem pole. This small minority are a breed apart from their immediate neighbours who live in villages dotted around this large archipelago.

Walk with Me

While the mechanic was changing the fan belt of the Avanza, Wanto and I went out for a smoke. He was peckish and ordered a plate of nasi goreng and cumi-cumi. “The traffic has become impossible in the city” he said. He owns a farm and doesn’t come to the city often. In my transport business I know how much fuel we burn everyday just standing still. Not just in this city, but every town we take farm produce to. So I said I’m glad I voted for this governor. The situation is getting worse in every city and he understands what the daily gridlock is doing to our country. “Really?” said Wanto “He’s talking a lot but hasn’t done much yet.” So I asked him who he voted for but he was too busy stuffing his face.

I hope this set of new tires lasts longer than the last one did.