I lie on a thin narrow foam mattress legs hanging out the side, right angles to the mattress ,with only the top half of my body actually on the mattress – this is to allow room for another person or two – there are three people in this tiny cubicle of a room appartment – they are all staying up to watch the soccer match which starts in an hour.
The room has a coat of the humidity and smog grime that you would normally see outside – I’m not actually sure what colour the mattress sheet used to be.
I lie here knackered from an exhausting day – inhaling second hand smoke from 3 smokers, I think back to the morning…
Alarm goes off, I wake up well rested, I get myself out of the luxurious queen sized bed which the maids seem to magically make every day, I turn off the aircon and head down stairs after a nice western shower in personal bathroom. Later we hopped into the back of the SUV, waved goodbye to the security guard and the driver took the strain of having to drive through insanely congested peak hr Jakarta traffic.
This is my friend’s dad’s place – it’s a mansion – I was not expecting this when I first arrived in Jakarta. The friend in question is an old poker buddy from perth, he moved to Jakarta a few years back and now stays with his father. His father owns a mining engineering company.
Current location is the guy I met in malang’s place. He owns a printing press business not far from here.
*note* this is my first go of typing a blog post with just a phone
The 5000 Project 
beautifully written