Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Pak Made

Indonesia 2007

Late in the afternoon Sinta and I decided to take a walk on the beach.
In the distance, I saw a man fishing. I was watching him for a while, not sure if I should leave him alone or if I should go up to him and talk.

Indonesia 2007

I decided to walk to him. I met Pak Made.
To be friendly, I offered him a cigarette, he accepted.
He told me he was on his motorbike, on his way home from and he decided to go fishing.
It made me think of how lucky he is. He lives in paradise. He is on his way home, riding his motorbike and he decides to try to catch some fish. How perfect is that?
Perhaps he's thinking I'm the lucky one. I'm able to travel to his paradise to briefly experience it and go back to mine.

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