“Excuse me?” I called out to her and immediately she turned off the volume of her iPod. A polite one, I thought.
“Yes?” she answered back. And she can speak English, I hope.
“Do you know where I can stop a taxi or a bus?”
With a half amused half concerned look she said, “Here, you can.”
“Because I was looking for a bus stop, but I couldn’t find one.” I tried further explaining, perhaps she didn’t understand my question.
She smiled almost like a kind teacher to her student and said, “Here, you can stop a bus anywhere.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s Jakarta.”
“Is that good?”
“No, but it happens here.”