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... what it is about these big cities that no one else seems to like, but I really love them. I get a kind of bubble of excitement just as I do when I land at an airport. I always feel great when I work out and survive their public transport system. I love that when you're on the public transport or in a restaurant people will just talk to you. Even though I might not see many westerners I never feel out of place. And I like the fact that with ...
... or tee shirts. We had taken a few dollars with us, but we gave it to our Indonesian guides and will come home without a carved wooden dragon or a string of "pearls". Just an exquisite day to file in my travel memory bank.
A few sea days now and then we are dropped into the noisy turmoil of Ho Chi Minh City. We get a shuttle to the Rex Hotel, which Gary remembers as where we stayed when we were in Vietnam about 10 years ...
... known as Batavia at the time), has little of interest. Its colonial-era buildings are relatively few and largely dilapidated, other than those housing museums. The guide book mentions that this situation is improving, but it has some ways to go.
On a trip filled with many highlights, I wanted to end it with a bang. Literally. So I headed to Krakatoa, the most famous volcano of them all!
Situated in the strait between Java and Sumatra are the remnants ...
My name is Yanyi and I’m from Shanghai,
China. I’m currently spending 4 weeks in total at IHF Jakarta center. My main
local task is to teach English to first to fourth grade. Since teaching small
children can be very hard for beginners like me, the staff here has been
incredibly helpful. And when you see the children giving their efforts to learn
and making progress, it’d be eventually worth it. Plus, the children ...
... I went to pay the driver anyway, after all I had driven an hour I’m sure I’d find something to do. He asked me if I wanted him on standby, meaning he would wait for me to look around for as long as I wanted so I didn’t have to find another driver. I agreed, as it had been difficult to find a taxi the previous time I was in the Old Batavia area. When I exited the cab he yelled out "Misses by the flags", and pointed ahead of where we had stopped. I walked up to ...