7 am, Sunday, Car Free Day, Gareth Bale
En Jakarta los domingos de 06.00-11.00 se cierra Jalan Sudirman, la avenida principal que cruza la parte mas central de la ciudad (mas bien la que conecta los diferentes distritos de negocios) para que los habitantes de la ciudad puedan pasear/correr/andar en bici/estar en la calle al menos unas horas a la semana.
On Sundays Jalan Sudirman, the main avenue in Jakarta which crosses the most central part of the city (or at least the one which connects the main business districts) is closed between 6-11am so that the population of the city can at least walk/bike/run/spend time outdoors at least a couple of hours every week.
Este domingo algunos aprovecharon para darse un paseillo dominguero, mientras que otros eligieron una vuelta en bici o una sesion de footing debajo del sol mananero y justiciero... Y que decidimos hacer nosotros (Rina, Max y yo)? Pues nada, lo mismo que miles de otros Jakartinos... Ir a ver al Gareth Bale ese.. Nunca mais.
On this particular Sunday some people chose to walk about, while others wanted to ride their bikes or have a jog through the city under the unberable heat of the morning (!) sun. What did we (Rina, Max and me) chose? The same thing as thousands of other Jakartans... To try to get a glimpse of (frekin) Gareth Bale. Never again.
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Y mientras algunos veian al Bale ese y se lo pasaban asi de bien...
And while some got to see that Bale guy and had this much fun...
And while some got to see that Bale guy and had this much fun...
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Guay. Para los que le vieron. (Ni eso...). Pero yo me acabe hartando de la calorina, de la capacidad de sudar de este cuerpo serrano, y del morro del chaval que llego mas de una hora tarde. Asique me fue a observar otro monumento falico mas - esta vez el monumento nacional de Indonesia, Monas.
Awesome. For those who actually saw him. (Not really though). I never did since I got fed up with the heat, the never-ending sweating function of this fresh body of mine, and the spoilt football player's "morro" of getting there over an hour late. Instead I spent my morning enjoying the view of yet another phallic monument - the National Monument of Indonesia, Monas (or the penis on fire as I like to call it). Hello deportation....
(Jealous (I Ain't With It - Chromeo )
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