After my farewell dinner with Jim, we went on our last jalan-jalan with Pak Umer. And true to form, Jim was flipping through his collection of CD’s to accompany our aimless drive through Jakarta’s streets.
“It’s already night. We need the right song for this,” Jim said as he deftly slipped a disc into the CD player.
“Okay, what are we going to listen to now?”
“Because it’s night. And vampires come out at night.”
Makes sense to me.