I spent half an hour chatting with this old man. He’s a Javanese fisherman, who spent his lifetime making his living from the sea. He said he usually goes out in the evening; hence the previous post with the candles.
By his own words, he’s 87 years old. If that’s true, then it’s remarkable to see someone his age still working day in and day out for the livelihood of his family.
I asked him if I might take some photos, which he kindly obliged, a beaming smile spread across his face upon seeing the LCD images of himself. Afterwards, he sat down on the beach and started a small fire to smoke the fish.
Those of us living in Jakarta may only be a short drive from his beach, but yet we’re worlds apart in our experiences.