Let’s pretend you never saw me earlier……

October 11, 2005

Let’s pretend you never saw me earlier……

I went DVD hunting and whilst in the area called in to see Yuni at Mybar (actual name but also perfect description) - she starts at 5pm, but no customers ever turn up until 10pm - until then the staff play pool, raid the kitchen and sing with the house band - it is what is known as “a damn fine blag”.

Anyways, upon entry I was persuaded to indulge in more than a few of my resident White Russians and Jack Doubles - leaving via taxi a few hours later, I was a mildly bit battered - you see I left my car at the Kristal Hotel earlier - reason being I prefer to catch $2 taxi’s everywhere further than a stones throw - this is mainly due to the fact the average car journey in Jakarta leads you to exclaim ”Cheeky Fucker!” and ”Jesus! what Balls!” with alarming regularity whilst observing the antics of fellow drivers - it’s best to be a passenger rather than a driver - good for the heart - good for the soul - entertaining for the eye.

So, taxi dropped me at the hotel and I nodded to the door staff and security as I made my way to the basement to collect my mahoof mobile - only to find it was not in my usual spot - hmmmm.... a number of other Kijang’s dotted around the parking lot and I tried the key-shooty-alarm-thing with each in turn - not having any memory of licence plates and what not - then it hit me - I had actually parked outside near the entrance to the hotel - if, that is, you could call my rather atrocious attempt actually parking - I can’t park (I never really learned and then on the test they never really asked - it’s been that way ever since - 10 years - I’m just lucky with drive in spaces) - it was one of those efforts where you walk away looking embarrassed, hoping no one saw you.

So I’d been down in the basement for about 15 minutes shooting Kijangs and looking like a mongoloid.

When the penny dropped, I caught the lift back up to the lobby entrance and walked past the same security and door staff again - keys in hand.

They smiled as always....

....but it was a knowing smile.

Spo | October 11, 2005