Despite myself, I wanted to go to a nice, air-conditioned mall where I could drink a cappuccino made with fresh milk and no sugar. I wanted to go to the movies, and to spend time in a decent bookshop. I wanted to sit somewhere with free, high-speed wifi, talk to my friends on Skype, tweet, write blog posts, and do all the other things that young Indonesians do in the big cities of Java. But I couldn’t resist palm-sugar shopping.
