The Grand Santhi Hotel
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... though. Yogyakarta Atmosphere - 3 Heritage - 4 Expense - 3 Entertainment - 3 Accessibility - 3 Overall - 3.2 Comments - A world away from Jakarta the city appeared welcoming and with plenty to do for tourists. The natural heritage spots around the city compliment the religious differences in Indonesia and are beautiful to look around. There's plenty more we didn't do here but three nights would be ...
... what I ate as it was good. Nasi Canphur I think, chicken andTofu of all things something I wouldn't touch with a barge pole usually but this was good. Also entree of Vietnamese spring rolls with prawns....MMMMMM
Then back to Maria's for a nightcap of gin and tonic and staggered out to the street and home where it is pouring rain and the roof is leaking on me.
Sorry about the bad taste story of the surfers family being cremated with him but I could't resist. #sorryboutit
... We found that the bell tolls at 7AM on Sundays. We forgive them.
Our checked backpacks arrived but unfortunately they must have been left in the rain on the tarmac in Brisbane. So, we hung up everything we owned to dry and went to the hotel restaurant for dinner since we didn't have Indonesian Rupiahs yet.
Thank goodness for internet. Travel is so much easier when you can look up exchange rates, locate ATM’s, maps of your area ...
... for seemingly wild animals, but to me, in this brief visit, it seemed almost the epitome of cohabitation. The monkeys were happy as humans walked through the narrow paths that wove around the gloriously old, winding trees. Meanwhile the humans were happy to walk around and be exploited for the entertainment of the monkeys for which the eponymous forrest is named. After Ubud, we continued North. And by North I mean we went due North with the ...
... soon as I sat down. I woke up sitting next to a sweet elderly Indonesian man and his wife, who told me that they were on their return flight from Mecca where they had been praying over the last week. In very broken English he tried to give me some suggestions for my trip, which unfortunately I could barley understand. Our conversation came to stop when all of a sudden the right got very rough. After a good 5 minutes of pure fear the flight got ...