The coach and I landed in Jakarta, but our bags opted to remain in Los Angeles. The coach was tired of sleeping in his suit, but convinced the airlines to fly out his luggage ASAP. Thank you coach for taking charge!
The coach finally met Cathrine, our hostess in Jakarta. He was putty in her hands. His head bobbled with enthusiasm when he was honored with a tour of her shipping warehouse.
The coach was famished and enjoyed his first traditional Indonesian dinner at Soup/Contro. He slurped up his coconut sticky rice with gusto, nearly causing me to apologize for his ravenous behavior. Our hosts were understanding. It had been a long flight, and he was hungry. The coach especially enjoyed the pork ribs which reminded him of North Carolina cuisine. Some things are universal.