Hotel Novotel Batam
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- Swimming pool
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- Wheelchair accessibility
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... evening Muslim call to prayer sounded from across the water and then had a wonderful dinner of fresh-caught crab (a specialty there).
In the end, it really was a good thing to have a local driver--even given the language barrier--since none of us could have navigated the ridiculous driving situation in Batam on our own (crazy drivers! tons of motorbikes weaving in and out! lane dividing lines are just a suggestion! people only stop ...
... a wedding songs playlist and my friend and techy guy Barry Johnson became my Sound Technician with a blue tooth speak and my i-Pad to work with. Lory is a happy ending, romantic comedy kind of girl so I focused on songs with movie connections for her.
We had a repertoire that started with Roy Orbison’s “Pretty Woman” (one of Lory’s favorite movies that we have watched countless times), and included Louis Armstrong’s “A Kiss to Build a ...
... half decent shot -
So much to be thankful for –
Loping long limbed Langurs posing on a near branch
Hoary bearded Long-Tail Macaques - the old men of the jungle -
Preening their young and banging on the roof tops
And cousin Travis, the Incredible Hulk of the macaque family
Ripping the lid off a Chevron garbage can
With impressive nonchalance
And then ...
... was already heading down the road. I called her back to the tee box of the fourth hole, feeling quite confident that when she saw that I was not following her she would come to me. Nas, Oyen and I all hit our drives and as we started down the fairway we became aware that something was missing. Chandi had continued farther down the road. She turned sideways giving me the eye with a, "Are coming or what?" look on her face. Nas, Oyen and I all called her and called ...
I had two objectives in pekanbaru.
One, to find a kris manufacturer and to pick his brains. After at least a dozen enquiries I conclude there; is very little english spoken in town; kris now means any sort of knife; and there is no craftsman in town. And not any local interest either. Even the blacksmith I found uses oxy acetalyn to ...