I left the road along the river and entered a residential area of Jakarta. The road was sandwiched between a row of houses that were lined up compactly. In Japan, as I walked through the residential area, there would be a small park or a parking lot for hourly parking, but here, I didn't see either of those. The houses go on and on until the end of the road.
Although I saw motorcycles parked on the street, it was rare to see private cars. On top of that, if there was no parking, there were probably not many people around here who use their cars as their primary mode of transportation. When I went to get around, I must have taken my own motorbike, picked up a Bajaj waiting for customers on the side of the road, or called them using Grab or Gojek app. In this sense, the sharing economy in Jakarta is advanced.
As I continued down the street, I came across a place where people were hanging out. In Jakarta's residential areas, there are places where locals frequently hang out, even if there is no parking lot. Where people linger and spend time, there are tables out for people to relax. And there was also a peddler in the place. With a carrying pole in front of him, with a delivery box on each end, the peddler cast a sharp look forward.
October 4, 2020
SONY ALPHA 7R II
ZEISS BATIS 2/40 CF