Grandkemang Jakarta

... dan<br>memaafkan (kesalahan) orang. Allah menyukai orang-orang yang berbuat<br>kebajikan. Dan (juga) orang-orang yang apabila mengerjakan perbuatan<br>keji atau menganiaya diri sendiri mereka ingat akan Allah, lalu memohon<br>ampun terhadap dosa-dosa mereka dan siapa lagi yang dapat mengampuni<br>dosa selain dari pada Allah &#8211; Dan mereka tidak meneruskan perbuatan<br>kejinya itu, sedang mereka mengatahui. (QS. 3: 133-135) menginfakkan rezeki,<br>Orang ...

... busy at weekends when locals fill it up. There are many accommodation facilities along the main road, in fact whole place is located along the highway. They probably never heard here about sidewalks and shoulders, so walking though the village as well as crossing a road is from early morning to late evening hours a nightmare.<br>Both Cibodas and Cisarua are located around Puncak Pass and are visited only by a few foreigners, so it's a ...

... I arrived a my room for the night: Simple, but adequate. I had a double room with air-con for 120,000Rp (7.50) in a traveller friendly area. I found great pleasure in my discovery that I was a multi-millionaire!<br>The following day I went for a wander and happened upon an internet cafe which I later discovered to be hopelessly slow and incapable of loading any site through which I could communicate to anyone back home ...

... jet-lagged first couple of days. And for you SF Bay Area peeps you should know that the sister store to 99 Ranch is in Jakarta except reversed. They offer all the American goods for the expats and then export the Asian stuff to the on in CA. It was like being in bizarro world, 99 Ranch Markets alternate universe! One striking feature driving around Jakarta is the sheer number of motorcycles. They outnumber cars easily 5 to 1, probably more. Like in many countries outside of the ...

... accumulated, but after considering how these people got on the train I didn't give anything to the next ten that bothered us. Some of them even woke me up to ask for money which obviously did not make me very happy. We did buy food and drinks from the vendors at fairly reasonable prices though. A breakfast of rice with a fried egg was 10,000 Rp, while a cold can of Sprite was 8,000 Rp. We also bought a much needed hand-fan for only 2,000 Rp. I suspect the people ...

... the cuisine, such as soto Madura (from East Java), soto Betawi (from Jakarta), soto Padang (from West Sumatra), so to Bandung (from West Java), soto Banjar (from South Kalimantan), and coto Makassar (from South Sulawesi). The other popular delicacy often sold by street vendors is satay. It is a dish consisting of chunks or slices of dice-sized meat (chicken, goat, lamb, beef, pork, or fish) on bamboo skewers, which are grilled over a wood or charcoal fire, then ...

... overnight bus to Bukittinggi so we went for some food. A selection of curries, rice and 'meat' was laid out in front of us to try. One in particular took my eye, a curry dish with what looked like pieces of sausage in it. I gave it a try and fought hard not to throw up as the guy running the place looked on, nodding and smiling. I managed to swallow the disgusting spicy mush in my mouth and asked him what exactly it was I'd eaten. His English was sketchy but we ...

... realiseerde ik me dat stel je voor dat het een gigantische sukkel is...hoe kom ik dan weg! Jammer genoeg was ik de enige die alleen zat, anders had ik nog snel weg kunnen lopen! Maar dit was te opvallend, dan had ik nog in mn accentloos engels "sorry? mette? what is that?'.....maarja, toch maar een wijntje besteld en met mn gare overwerkt hoofd zwetend gewacht! En toen de ober mn wijntje kwam brengen kwam dus 'bonto'...een hele leuke lange jonegen. heel aardig, grappig, sociaal ...

... mall I went to today, full of them, and that is just one side! My trip wasn't that bad and went pretty smooth. The 12 and half hours over the pacific went by pretty quick because it was at night and I slept somehow here and there, aside from the screaming Chinese kid that everyone wanted to strangle. Probably better to keep a low profile here, I already get enough attention as it is. I have yet to even see another American here, other ...

... for eggs, meat or milk. No fat, fluffy pampered cats here. And the dogs seem to be only one breed, of a kind I've never seen before-small and lean, scruffy with squarish heads, and often travelling in packs. Animals in North America live like royalty in comparison. But, like Sumatra's people, they don't seem unhappy. They know no other way of life, so they just get on with it-a testament to the land's extreme contradictions of large and small, contentment and desperation, life and death.