Saturday, March 25, 2006
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More photo's on the photo stream y'all. You may even be able to notice my haircut..... shaggy mullet but long at the front!
Unanswerable Questions
ts almost 5 oclock here on Saturday night. The weather has been threatening to rain all day. I am sitting on my bed in my kos writing this post waiting for the Lotes Kaki Lima to pass back by the gate to the Kos. A kaki lima is a man with a portable stall that he pushes up and down the streets of yogya selling a variety of different foods and drinks. Lotes is fresh fruit served with a spicy sauce. 2 thousand rupiah. There are also bakso kaki lima (meatball soup), roti kaki lima (bread), Chinese dumpling kaki lima and at night at about 10, a man comes around selling ginger tea and traditional Javanese drinks. Some of them are not too hygienic but the lotes man is fine. It’s all a matter of sensible judgment whether you eat from some of these places.
Anyway, it has been rather a long time since I properly blogged so I will try to catch you up on recent occurrences.
You may recall that last week was progress test chaos? No? Well anyway I had a million tests last week, 2 of them done on less than 5 hours sleep. Nonetheless, my marks were 89, 87 and 82. That’s the only ones I get marks for. I was pleasantly surprised given the minimal amount of time I spend at my desk. Next week is mid semester exams, and I have 6 in one week, including for International Security. However, after that is finished, I am going away with Alana. Hallelujah. We have around 10 days off on last calculation, so I think we are going to hit up the Gili Islands, Lombok and Bali. Depends on how long I can make my (I just ate my lotes, back now!) money last.
So, what else? I spent a sizeable chunk of this week hanging out in the hospital with Ben, who unfortunately had a 3 night stay for some mysterious, as yet undiagnosed, disorder. Initially, the word on the street was that he had typhoid, however, in true Indo style, the diagnosis changed to “belum pasti”, not sure, and on my last information the sickness remains a mystery. The good news is that after 48 hours continuous hydration and some antibiotics he felt much better and was discharged yesterday. His parents have now kindly put him up in a very nice hotel here for a few days.
However, I must say, my experience of the Indo hospital system was pretty good. The nurses were lovely, efficient and attentive and the hospital itself, dare I say it, is probably better than the Modbury Hospital in Adelaide, based on the recent experiences of my family in that place! As far as I can tell, the key to the Indo hospital system is money. If you have it, you get the best care, the nicest room and the swiftest recovery. It you don’t have it, well, essentially you get crammed into a ward with everyone else who has no money and wait your turn. Not unlike the American health system really.
Aside from that, I had my first lesson on a motor bike and got the hang of it after about 15 minutes. But I haven’t tried again, and certainly haven’t gone on the road. Nanti aja. Later!
Last night I went to 2 big Yogya nightclubs which are right next door to each other and which last night had a special event on called “Double Impact”. There were some great DJ’s from Jakarta there and of course, me and the girls were busting it on the dancefloor. We also got to meet Adjo (maybe wrong name!!) another star from that film Mengejar Matahari which had Winky in it (the DJ from a while back!) See photo’s! There were also some models from some dodgy mens magazine there, who were dancing on the bar and making all the men in the room gaga, and much to the delight of the bule boys who were there, they came over to me and the other girls after they finished dancing because they had seen us dancing earlier. They were gorgeous. The lads were in their element! He he he.
So that was a good night. But it is a quiet one for me tonight because of exams next week. A week off clubbing before I go away with Alana. Yay!
And finally, I have realized that I am becoming very good at positing unanswerable questions in this country. For example, why do people always say “hello miss” as I walk down the street, why do I almost always hit my head when I am walking down narrow stairways and why is shoe size 40 different here to in Australia. But my favourite unanswerable question of the day is, how is it that I receive my underwear in neatly ironed piles twice a week and it is never confused with anyone elses, even though there are 20 girls living in my kos? How does the maid know which are my underwear, when she never sees me put it out in the basket? It is an utter mystery. And the reason I am never going to know the answer to that question, is because I am never going to ask!
And with that dear readers, I bid you farewell. Selamat Malam!
Anyway, it has been rather a long time since I properly blogged so I will try to catch you up on recent occurrences.
You may recall that last week was progress test chaos? No? Well anyway I had a million tests last week, 2 of them done on less than 5 hours sleep. Nonetheless, my marks were 89, 87 and 82. That’s the only ones I get marks for. I was pleasantly surprised given the minimal amount of time I spend at my desk. Next week is mid semester exams, and I have 6 in one week, including for International Security. However, after that is finished, I am going away with Alana. Hallelujah. We have around 10 days off on last calculation, so I think we are going to hit up the Gili Islands, Lombok and Bali. Depends on how long I can make my (I just ate my lotes, back now!) money last.
So, what else? I spent a sizeable chunk of this week hanging out in the hospital with Ben, who unfortunately had a 3 night stay for some mysterious, as yet undiagnosed, disorder. Initially, the word on the street was that he had typhoid, however, in true Indo style, the diagnosis changed to “belum pasti”, not sure, and on my last information the sickness remains a mystery. The good news is that after 48 hours continuous hydration and some antibiotics he felt much better and was discharged yesterday. His parents have now kindly put him up in a very nice hotel here for a few days.
However, I must say, my experience of the Indo hospital system was pretty good. The nurses were lovely, efficient and attentive and the hospital itself, dare I say it, is probably better than the Modbury Hospital in Adelaide, based on the recent experiences of my family in that place! As far as I can tell, the key to the Indo hospital system is money. If you have it, you get the best care, the nicest room and the swiftest recovery. It you don’t have it, well, essentially you get crammed into a ward with everyone else who has no money and wait your turn. Not unlike the American health system really.
Aside from that, I had my first lesson on a motor bike and got the hang of it after about 15 minutes. But I haven’t tried again, and certainly haven’t gone on the road. Nanti aja. Later!
Last night I went to 2 big Yogya nightclubs which are right next door to each other and which last night had a special event on called “Double Impact”. There were some great DJ’s from Jakarta there and of course, me and the girls were busting it on the dancefloor. We also got to meet Adjo (maybe wrong name!!) another star from that film Mengejar Matahari which had Winky in it (the DJ from a while back!) See photo’s! There were also some models from some dodgy mens magazine there, who were dancing on the bar and making all the men in the room gaga, and much to the delight of the bule boys who were there, they came over to me and the other girls after they finished dancing because they had seen us dancing earlier. They were gorgeous. The lads were in their element! He he he.
So that was a good night. But it is a quiet one for me tonight because of exams next week. A week off clubbing before I go away with Alana. Yay!
And finally, I have realized that I am becoming very good at positing unanswerable questions in this country. For example, why do people always say “hello miss” as I walk down the street, why do I almost always hit my head when I am walking down narrow stairways and why is shoe size 40 different here to in Australia. But my favourite unanswerable question of the day is, how is it that I receive my underwear in neatly ironed piles twice a week and it is never confused with anyone elses, even though there are 20 girls living in my kos? How does the maid know which are my underwear, when she never sees me put it out in the basket? It is an utter mystery. And the reason I am never going to know the answer to that question, is because I am never going to ask!
And with that dear readers, I bid you farewell. Selamat Malam!
one of the models from hugo's
this is a cool photo don't you think??! can u understand why the boys were in their element now?
Bintang Film "Movie Star"
This is Esther and I with Adjo! He was in the same film as Winky (see previous entries)- he was the character who died. Kasihandeh!
This is a kaki lima
I took this pic ages ago, but it helps explain what I was talking about in the post!
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