One day, eight Indonesian guys came over to pack up our stuff.
They were fast and efficient. It was a bit surprising based on everything else there.
Crating it up for the boat.
The guy who is waving was friendly. There was another guy with a big, swollen, bloody toe.
Beijing!
Always barefoot. Always.
In fact, I remember seeing a guy welding once. Barefoot. He was squatting just like most Indos do, and welding barefoot. He had a cigarette in one hand, and a blowtorch in the other. He was also wearing a super loose long sleeve shirt. The sleeves could have caught fire very easily. And to protect his eyes, he was only wearing flimsy sunglasses.
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I know you have done it before, but what a wierd feelling that must be to have your life crated up like that....crazy!
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