Waiting at the airport, having missed my plane, with much thanks to the taxi driver that decided to take me the scenic way, I had not much to do but look around the many shops. Luckily a little book wrapped in clear plastic caught my attention.
"Bule Gila" a term that had been reffered to myself only days prior is a light hearted but but oh so true interpretation of the day to day dealings in Indonesian culture.
Being 36 years old, I have not had the patience to read a book since my teen years at school. With a somewhat short attention span and overactive mind, reading a book was the last thing on my mind for my return trip to Australia. In eight hours, on and off, I finished the book and was dissapointed to get to the end. The stewardesses must surely have been wondering what my bursts of laughter were about between the hours of midnight and six am.
Looking forward to a "bule Gila 2". Great work Bartelle and I will surely visit Bugills the next time that I am in town.
O.E.