March 12th, 2008
Some People Will Steal Anything
Our friend Alex lived two miles from us in Jakarta in the 1970s. He worked in the same office as my father, so it was decided that my father and Alex would travel to work together in the mornings.
Alex would come to our house by bechak, which was a small, bicycle powered conveyance. The rider would sit on his bicycle pedaling away, and his passenger or passengers sat in a covered compartment in front of him, facing forward. Such vehicles sat two passengers, on PVC covered seats and with their feet resting upon a small wooden platform in front.