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Highlight of the day: My boss had died. The nice Batak aunty told me. Millions of mourning Catholics. Sri Paus (The Pope) had passed away on a Sunday morning. The locals were not in a good mood, though we still sipped our Tuak and watching Metro (an Indonesian Channel). I told her that my boss “died” 2,500 years ago. We burst into cynical laughter. It was Sunday and time for service. We went to a Protestants Church in Tomok (another village in Pulau Samsoir) and listened to a service delivered in Bahasa. I was talking to a local youth, and he suddenly pointed at the ground, shouting "Tsunami"(?). God knows what he meant. After which, my roomie and some people ran out from the church, citing that they felt the ground shook for 2 seconds. My roomie thought that portion of the service was about Tsunami. We felt that revelation of the 2 greats in 2 seconds. God DID know what he meant.

		Someone must be throwing tantrums when he realised that the bottle was empty. - Tales of a poor drunkard and a spent Bintang force.
		The local Catholic church and the blue sky.
		Batak man preparing for a wedding on Sunday by Killing a pig (Babi onik onik) for a feast. Damn we missed the wedding and a chance to be like Megan or Ian Wright in the Globe Trekker series.
		A drunkard lying on the road at 12 noon with no beer.
		A dog (partially hidden) digging a hole. He may be hiding his memories. Blue sky and light clouds.
		Nothing much. My camera wasn't that high-end to capture the waterfall on the hill (in the middle).
		A fisherman removing the sea weeds away from his fish net. A lazy sunday afternoon on a freshwater lake.
		Sunday church goers. The ladies were well dressed and pretty.
		The Protestant church in Tomok. This is where we felt that 2- second tremor.
		A bull staring at me when I went to visit the way say (toilet). Life is peaceful till the butcher comes.
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