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04 August 2009

In One Day

The company preference is that we stay in non-recently-bombed hotels. The current panic is that we cannot stay in American-owned hotels in Jakarta. My reservation for the Four Seasons Jakarta has just come through, so my attempt to stay at the Ritz Carlton was in vain.

It's American owned but I figure if it's good enough for Bill Clinton it's good enough for me. It's the first Four Seasons I've stayed in.

It's also the first Four Seasons I nearly didn't stay in after my stoush with the cab driver on the way from the airport, who tried to kick me out on the side of the highway after we got lost, started going round in circles, he wouldn't turn the meter off, he stopped in the middle of a road in front of some night construction workers, we both got out, I yelled, he yelled, I pointed at the Marriott hotel (which was in line of sight) and said something about Jarkarta hotels being hard enough for foreigners without taxi drivers making it worse, he tried to extort money from me (100,000 rupees) in order to give me my bags out of the boot, I threatened the Polisi, he wouldn't open the boot, I got back in the car, he wouldn't get back in, I stayed put (like when Homer and Marge visit the old people's home with the window wound up), we had our a Mexican (ok, Indonesian) stand-off, I yelled out "crazy albino" (my only Bahasa apart from thank you, and a racist slur against white people) loud enough for the construction workers to hear (I don't know why but it seemed to fit the situation), he eventually got back in, got lost again, I called the hotel concierge who directed him in, I asked them if security could help me report him back to his company, we did, there was a huge fight on arrival with everyone involved, I now had AK47's on my side and a large dog, I refused a complimentary beer from the very lovely Concierge who helped me out, I lied in the moment and told them he'd called me a crazy albino, they looked completely shocked, I took it back, I insisted on paying the driver, he didn't have change, the Concierge got change, the dog barked at the commotion, he didn't give me a receipt, I went through the x-ray and checked in. Oh - all this while I was on a conference call and I was facilitating the call across about 7 people and 5 countries! Muting on and off and on and off in key moments. I kid you not.

My room is lovely.