Last supper

We had a slower day at Reza and Iin's home relaxing and getting organized to fly home tomorrow. I think everyone was ready for some down time after all the activities of the last few days. Plus we were feeling melancholy about leaving.

In the afternoon we headed back into Jakarta traffic. We made our way to a large older shopping mall that consists of two connected tall buildings. Inside, there were more small shops squeezed into at least 6 floors. No space was wasted as I found when I tried to take a break on a small plastic stool and quickly determined that this was someone's "shop" with a tray of snacks and drinks tucked into a tiny space next to the stool.

We agreed it would be impossible to count the number of shops in this place. Many of them seemed to duplicate each other and I don't think I've ever seen so many watches, shoes, or shirts. Reza's mom is an excellent shopper who patiently examines each item she pulls from the rack before deciding on her bulk purchase. With 15 grandchildren, she has a lot of shopping to do. Laurie was also working from a list of gifts to take back. She's done a fine job of that too, only limited by our luggage space and the 23 kilo per bag (and 2 bags per person) limit we are held to.

After hours of shopping in this complex place we met with Nana and Eko and all packed into Reza's van (Nana and Eko in the very back) to head for another great dinner. Parking is a limiting factor and much creativity is needed to solve it. Reza is a master at this and we arrived in fine style.

Out on the town for our last night in Jakarta.

Reza presents another mathematical puzzle. No one got
the right answer.