I woke at sunrise and walked to the beach with the camera.
In the afternoon the electricity blacked out. Without air conditioning the unit became hot and after a fitful nap I randomly wandered the streets, eventually stopping at Mertasari Beach as the sun began to set.
When I returned to the unit the electricity was still off. I was tired and hot, the room was dark. I lay in bed, sweltering. I could not sleep so I walked to a nearby Chinese restaurant. On the walk back to the unit it began to rain and the odors of the street intensified.
Not wanting to sit in a hot, dark room, I set myself down on the front porch, eating Chinese carry-out while rain massaged my tired senses. The door of the unit adjacent mine opened, and a beautiful woman with blonde hair emerged. I asked if she could text Eka for me, but apparently she was aware of my situation because she walked to a nearby electrical box and manually reset the power. I thanked her and returned to my unit, relieved.
It is 1:00am and I am tempted to go outside for a night run. The solitude of darkness, body in rhythm with sea.
The Front Side of the Day
The Back Side of the Day
