Friendly village; fishing boats in harbor with even a pier;
horse drawn carriages; conservative Muslim woman sitting in the river covered
head to toe to cool off in the late afternoon sun; and even naughty little boys
paddling out to our boat with no clothes on – but we still gave lollies to
these silly giggling boys about seven to eight years old! I have to admit that this was the best
welcoming committee we’ve had so far in Indonesia.
The Indonesians are so curious and friendly, aside from
silly little boys wearing no clothes, we were later visited by a local
fisherman paddling out in his dugout canoe to meet us and check us out – Dennis
gave him some fishing lures and lines. I
used all of my limited Indonesian vocabulary to find out that he had two missus
and five children. Quite common for the villagers
to have one or two wives; in the larger cities such as Jakarta,
it’s not surprising for Muslim men to have many more wives. Later on, a few more boys who had heard that
the Americans were giving away lollies, paddled out for their handout.
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