more about yani
yani was, is a sweetheart! when we had the hostel her kids stayed with her mother in parung a suburb of jakarta. her parents lived in a complek which means subdivision. it wasnt much by our standards but really not so bad. the first time i visited the complek, i stayed overnight and had to be checked out by the complek authorities to see if i was ok. i guess i was cause they let me stay! yani always took a taxi to parung and one day i asked her why she didnt take the train as it was a fraction of the price…. 5000 rupiah as opposed to 50,000! at the time the dollar was valued at around 10,000. she explained to me why she didnt want to take the train..” oh vincent first time i take the train, 14 year old boy fall off roof and killed! it was make me so scared”. usually there were many people on the roof of the train. we could see it from the roof of the hostel! no it didnt look real safe! “other time i take train vincent, ceiling of train came fire and it start in front and come quickly to back where we were and just get out in time” i never asked yani to take the train again!!!!! selamat pagi
