I Just Ran into a Goat

I was walking down the street in downtown Jakarta and I ran into a goat.  A real live goat being led down the street by a guy.  And I mean, I ran right into it (I was busy sending a text message to JM and I wasn’t paying attention).  This was in the center of town, way far away from the fields where the goats roam.  I said "whoops" and the goat said "baaaaaa."  I think that the goat knew that he was on the way to becoming some satay.

In other weird news I happened to be out in BSD doing an interview this morning, so I stopped by JM’s music school.  The guys working there were having a heck of a time with what they were doing.  Which was: trying to move a grand piano onto a truck.  They had a little micro-pickup truck there and they wanted to move the grand piano to downtown Jakarta, where JM’s students will be playing it this evening.  Moving a piano is hard enough as it is, but doing so into a tiny pickup truck (and then expecting to drive it 30 miles to downtown without destroying it) makes it nearly impossible.  JM will report how it all went when she arrives.

Posted in Indonesia
On Twitter
%d bloggers like this: