Conversation at a roadside food stall, while waiting for my tempeh to cook (imagine my half in very broken Indonesian):
Bapak: Where are you from? Australia?
Me: No, America.
Bapak: Oh…Obama is from here, you know.
Me: Yeah…
Bapak: He lived in Menteng.
Me: Menteng Dalam, right?
Bapak: Yes. Practically our neighbor.
Me: Do you know him?
Bapak: Hahahah. I know him. But he does not know me.