ROMANTIC RIDE

as i was coming home from a busy day today, all i could ever think was what's available in the fridge to eat, and a melancholic time to spend with some cigarettes in a rainy evening...

but then the least expected happened as i bumped my ass inside that car we call "angkot" here in my Jakarta...

it was by far the most beautiful one *just so you to know that there can hardly be a beautiful public transportation except taxi here*...it was rather romantic and almost magical to me to find such an extraordinary interior...

covered with full shabby used-to-be-carnation-pink seats, beautified with flirtatious hanging-red-knitted-lace-ball around the small-sized-watt-lamp, some artificial roses, and a drizzling rain outside as a sweet bonus...i felt like time has zapped me back to the February 14th where i pathetically spent valentine and Chinese New Year with lame TV shows... 

and stupidly again i almost thought that the driver must be named 'Don Juan' or at least 'Romi >>> local version of the well-known Romeo'

i took my camera and hastily took some photos of it. i wish i could have taken more, but i had to get off already and here are the living proof of a one damn one of a kind angkot...

p.s: noticed the pink writings on the window?? 

        only the local will understand but i'll write it down anyway...it says:

        "no women no cr(w/out 'y')

        100% jomlo(w/out 'b') abiss ?

        http//www(w/out '.')jojoba.com

        hig approver houality"

the last line completely got me confused *i personally guessed that it would like to say 'high quality jomblo'...

but at least these words slapped me back into reality that once an angkot will be an angkot...

Until the next jabbering box ! ! !

~Ario Achda~