It has been a week I have stayed at
Jayapura. My friends and I are adjusting the habits and culture here. It is
quite different from Jakarta. Usually in Jakarta, we never greet strangers, but
here, we must say hello to strangers to show our respect to them.
Christmas
is in 2 days. Children are running and playing firecracker. Christmas songs are
sang almost everywhere. Houses decorated full of colorful lights. The
atmosphere is different from Jakarta. This small city reminds me of a small city
in California, Alhambra, although it is 180’ way different. Jayapura is a rough
city; it is dangerous to out after 8pm. Many stories of murders are told, many
drunken people often make problems, and also this is an endemic area of
malaria.
This
makes me wonder. Why would people risk their life to work and open a business
here if this place was so dangerous? Is it because of money? If it is, then I
start to think, is it worth it? Those risks I mention is exclude from airplane
crash and sinking boats in means of transportation I must take every month. My
job as an auditor needs to travel to cities around Jayapura to assist local
government in their financial reports. Land transportation is not supported to
travel to those cities.
I have
only been here a week. There is nothing to worry, but be cautious is important.
I have made my decision to start my career in BPKP at Jayapura. Whatever the
risks are, I must face it like a man! There is a long way to go. May God be
with me always.
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