We got here and so did all our luggage. We looked lost and this young man latched onto us and said he knew where we needed to go and he was determined to get us there. We finally got out the phone # and he helped us to call the mission home. They said someone was on their way to get us. This boy kept trying to convince us that he could get us where we needed to be. When another young man came up and said, "Elder and Sister Walker and we knew he was the right help. Dad got his wallet and not knowing his money very good paid the kid $10 for helping us. He thought he was giving him $2. There was a Brother and Sister Pier there to meet us their driver was the one that found us. We just hadn't got far enough in the airport yet to find them. They had got a call from the mission home letting them know we were here.
(NOTES FROM DAD) The drive started on a two lane highway, sitting in the back seat with Sister Walker, all of a sudden we saw cars driving on the shoulder of the road which made it a three lane highway then we saw motorcycles, about ten to one in ratio converge on us driving between the cars making the road a 5 lane highway. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Talk about confusion and a driver’s night mare, but Sam was taking things in stride as if this was something he expected, and it was. It takes about one hour to get to the mission home. On a good day the drive can be made in a half hour. There are not many good days. The only way to drive in a car in Jakarta is having a driver and just about everyone has a driver. Just to drive to get office supplies or groceries is a major project, however we do have a grocery store behind the mission home, where we go through a questionable neighbor about a 10 minute walk, which we do all the time. We have become to know many of them by face and we greet with Pagi, siang, or sore, and they all respond by with a smile. We have found that the Indonesian people are good people and are friendly. They like to talk to bula’s and some who speak a little English will stop you and want to find out where you’re from and talk a little bit.
Monday, September 3, 2007
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