Sadly sleeping in this morning, I had already left it too late for an intended day trip and so it descended into an unfortunate waste of a day, redeemed vaguely by some time on the net and major wowser, discovery of a proper less than obvious bar in a shopping mall, all chrome and glass and even boasting the F1 schedule. Upon peering confusedly through the darkened glass it was thankfully the presence of a lone white man at the bar which coaxed me in, Gordon transpired to be an expat worker overseeing the local powerplant. And having been there for 7 and a half years I reckon that Gordon had to be either very boring or very mad, it was a charmless spot to get stuck it had to be said. He was however able to relate that as had been illustrated all too frequently in the local insufficient electrical capacity, "Kaltim" was booming due to the continuing Transmigrasi programme. After securing some writing in the refreshingly comfortable environ, I then promptly got accosted by a local guy out on the street and couldnt shake him off, getting stalked by him in a 4 X 4 and having to run to escape in the end! Something told me that white men were a rare breed in this town indeed.