I am starting to have a rough idea of what it would be like to be famous. Not five minutes after sitting down in a restaurant I was surrounded by four young Indonesians (three males, one female). One of the males politely asked (in English) if him and his friends could join but before the ‘y’ in yes escaped my lips I had three new friends.
I was ordered to stand so a more accurate representation of our height discrepancy could be obtained. She thanked me and went back to her table. I am fairly sure she never took her eyes off me right up until she left. Of course the males jumped on the bandwagon and started their own photo session. The only thing missing was a request for an autograph.