Fall Frolicking with my Studly Bro
I have a lot of bad things to say about the polluted stink hole that Jakarta can be. But one thing I can't hate on is the vintage shopping there (which I write extensively about).
After a year and a half away from my home tizzle in the T dizzle, I brought my brother back a marvellous Pasar Senen floral patterned polo as a gift. I negotiated it down to Rp. 5000 from Rp. 10,000 (1 dolllar)! Isn't it fabulous? Kid manages to take my shitty 1 buck gift and rocks a brown belt, boots and a long coat. Perfect mix of the Asia Pacific vibe and Canadian autumn. Unlike last time, I didn't style him. He's learned well.
My purple loafers with a golden buckle are also one of the best things I've ever found, which I bought for $8. Peeps visiting Jakarta, don't you even think of NOT visiting Pasar Senen. It is a hot sweaty mess but so much fun for vintage shopping. Make sure you read these tips first so you don't get ripped off!
Sorry for the quickie guys, I'll explain more about what a Jakartan's repatriation into one of the best cities on earth is like in the next post. It has everything to do with tap water, fresh air, dead leaves, soft grass, vegan options, well dressed humans, interesting conversations, recycling bins, public tennis courts, rollerblading, political correctness, diversity of the world in one city, cheap sushi, and of course family and old friends.
God, it's good to be home.