I am at Le Meridien hotel in Jakarta tonight. The city looks beautiful at night. That is, it is a developed city without the dirt, rubble, and stench of New Delhi. On the way into the hotel, we and the taxi did get scanned. Security is visible as there uniformed soldiers in the street, though they seem to be visiting with each other more than guarding anything.
The road coming in from the airport was not crowded. That is, it seemed like a normal flow of traffic without chaos and congestion, given Jakarta is the second or third most populated city in the world. Apparently, it's Muslim new year this weekend and a lot of people are away. The Man says the roads can be congested even at 3:00 am.
It's so strange to meet The Man here, like we're both out of context. I think I haven't slept for 24 hours or more. It's 12:30 am Friday. If I go to sleep now, I may wake up like it's a normal day tomorrow and not suffer jet lag.
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`Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'
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`In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on `And how do you know that you're mad?'
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