August in Jakarta

Late August in Indonesia means Ramadan. Ramadan means fasting from sunrise to sunset. At sunset, roughly 6 PM, everyone wants to be home with their family to break fast. This means they leave work at the same time I do. Thanks to the extra traffic, my five mile commute went from a twenty minute drive to a two hour drive. It's this time of year I finish two or three books per week.

August also means our daughter has returned to school. She is still at the age where this is an exciting proposition. Learning is fun for her. I really hope that never changes.

Our traveling is done now until we return to the US for a few weeks in October. We're taking advantage of the lull in travel to be more active. My wife and I have a bet. The loser is required to get up early with the kids both days on the weekends until the end of the year. The bet: who can run the most kilometers in 30 days. She has far more time available to run than do I, but I run at a 50% faster pace (8kph vs 12kph), so I think it is a fair bet. After five days, I'm in the lead by .25 km.

Finally, I need to get back to the golf instructor. I was hitting the ball very well, just slicing right. Yesterday, I went back to the range and couldn't hit the ball to save my life. I even broke the head off my driver! Now I need to replace a club I never really used. Hopefully, my instructor can determine what bad habit I've picked up.
 
I need to load some pictures.  I'll do that tomorrow.