Choking to death

Jam = hour in Indonesian.

I know Jakarta is a hideous metropolis but I haven't had to resort to a 24-hour oxygen place for survival..

Back in Jakers for work and again bemused at why I like the place. But I do, so I will accept it.

Main mistake today was wearing my Indonesian batik shirt, recently given by a colleague. While it may have won me brownie points with our Indonesia team, our office happens to be located on a university campus so everywhere I went I was accompanied by a wave of giggles from the undergrads.