Dusun Jogja Village Inn Yogyakarta

... rather tedious. Asan was also rather tedious too, asking Lisa to take his photo, then complaining because it wasn't exactly how he wanted and patronisingly telling her how to take a photo. After this we headed the short distance back to Yogya.<br><br>In the evening me and Devon had dinner with Robert, Crystal (Dutch girl who works for Robert), Asan, and a Serbian couple in their early thirties, Miriam and Luca, who own a top rated hostel in Serbia. Asan was ...

I lived in Yogyakarta for three years and it was great! The weather was nice although for some it could be a little hot. But you can't beat cool mornings and evenings and once in a while, a spectacular view of an active volcano. <br>

... we headed back to the city for a night on the beers.<br> <br>Unfortunately we had to say goodbye to the others again as they only had a few days to spend with us before catching their flight. Me Dan and Rad stayed behind and explored the city a bit more. We got an intense massage which turned out to be in someones house. Its not easy to relax laying on someone else's bed in their bedroom ...

... of 12 hours on a hot uncomfortable minibus. Still there was some good company on the bus and again swapping stories and hints of where to go. The accomodation and food here was **** - by far the worst i've experienced so far. In the morning the views of Mt Bromo and jeep ride more than made up for it even if the place was very crowded. The second day was another long drive where everyone is still farming by hand (like much of indonesia) but this was different because alot of it was ...

... the maze of houses within its complex and there was even an underground mosque with lots of staircases radiating out like a star. We couldn't see the pools, which have been reconstructed, because they were closed, but we looked at the outside and disturbed a bat in a deserted old building. It was getting late and we were tired so we went back and had dinner, after which, David had a Big Mac. The next morning, after a cockroach-free night, we left for Gunung Bromo.

... family responsibility to pay homage to this particular industry since my father worked in the coffee business almost his entire life. someone in my family should go to a coffee plantation in java *******nit. After wandering the factory end of the facility I walked down a small dirt road through the jungle and came across an old fashioned company town. For those of you not familiar with the concept of way back when....a company or factory would set up ...

... temples built around one very large central temple. Since I have returned, the area was struck by a huge 'gemba', or earthquake, registering 5.8 on the richter. The result was that the temples were badly damaged, with huge chunks, statues and balustrades falling and smashing (from the size of these things, I wouldn't wanted to have been underneath any of this, it would have left you with a headache). Its under repair at the moment, and you can no longer ...

... know what they say and I just don't dig batik. Sad but true. I have been a huge hit amongst the preteen girl demographic this afternoon... I will be walking along when I hear a bunch of snickering behind me.. I pick up the pace just a little and then the one "brave" girl of the pack will run up to me "Miss... miss!!! Photo??!" The brave girl poses with me (the sweaty head with a red neck) and about six camera phone flashes go off. I start ...