Last weekend, our search for the perfect costume took us off the beaten path in Kemang. Walking away from the main road felt more like authentic Indonesia than the traffic jams and shopping malls that we are constantly surrounded by in much of the rest of Jakarta. The distinct sights of food carts and tambal ban, bajai and fruit trucks, though shocking upon arrival, become commonplace after living here for even a short while. As I am now in the home stretch of my time in Indonesia, I keep having to remind myself that in the not-so-distant future, these sights, sounds (and even smells) that have become home to me for the past three years, will become a mere memory.
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