Downtime in Yogykarta


Sitting in a cab at a traffic light, I’m watching the red numbers count down from an impossibly high number while the meter spins mercilessly upwards. We haven’t had many bad days, if any really, but today, today is a bad day.Who has two minute red lights anyway? It started at 3:45am when we woke up for our flight after a sleepless night thanks to our dorm mates drunken debauchery, then barely making our flight despite leaving earlier than our hotel recomended.The day spiraled from there, with an accumulation of small things made large by their temporal connection. Continue reading