The train left Gambir station in Jakarta smoothly, and after a while, I was running through the countryside. Outside the train window, fields were spreading out. It looked like a paddy field, but there was no water on it. Even if they were fields, they were covered with green grass and did not look like they were cultivating anything. There was no sign of anyone working in the field. I wondered if the fields were idle.
The scenery seen from the train window was rural in every way, and there were no tall buildings like I had seen in Jakarta. Just looking at the scenery, it was hard to believe that more than 250 million people living in this country. The countryside seemed to stretch all the way to the foothills of the mountains in the distance, creating an idyllic world.
As I gazed blankly out the car window, I saw a man walking pathway between fields. He was walking with a strange object in his hand, a combination of long sticks. It looked like some kind of device, but I couldn't tell what it was. I wondered what it was, but by the time I looked at it, it was too late. The train was moving at breakneck speed, leaving the man walking in the field behind.
December 24, 2020
Karawang Regency, Indonesia
SONY ALPHA 7R II
ZEISS BATIS 2/40 CF