The Majesty Service Appartment
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14th December 2014 We both found it pretty easy to get out of bed the next morning and headed for Gambir Station, the place where our Jakarta jaunt had began. Aforementioned in the previous blog, travel advice always suggests getting a ticket in advance for train journeys in Indonesia - especially on weekends. Fortunately it appeared not that many people wanted tickets for first thing on a Sunday morning and we were able to book on fine. The train was on time which ...
... a vibrant culture of the West Java ethnic group known as the Sunda or Sundanese. Guess we missed it.
The next day we headed to an angklung workshop to learn about the indigenous music of the Sunda people. The angklung is a musical instrument that consists of bamboo tubes and a frame, with tones somewhat like a xylophone. We met with an artisan who makes these traditional instruments and attempted constructing ...
... me to get my train ticket to Yogya, she and her friend also gave me a lift to do all sorts of things like check in to my hotel, get cream for my leg and insect bite cream, a kind of walking stick/ crutch (which I would only need to use for one day) and some snacks.
The hotel was quite basic. The shower was not exactly what I would call clean, though I was just happy to have a place. I rested my poor knee and applied the ointment. Then for tomorrow, ...
Fred was on the wooden window and door frames throughout the house.
Fred was on the clean dishes in the cupboards and drawers.
Fred was on the desks in the front room.
Fred was on the closet doors, both inside and out.
Quite frankly, Fred had moved in while Kyle and I were out for the month!
Now I've always grown up with a dehumidfying machine in the basement, but there's no luck finding one of those here. Everytime you ...
... who was with us. Pitchai was wrangling Banks, while I got Kyle.
We walked up the street and managed to eventually flag a cab after having to pass through groups of guys sitting by the road. That made me feel a bit uneasy, but it was all fine in the end.
There was no way I was going to stick Kyle or Banks in the front seat with the driver, so Pitchai say shot gun, and I literally squeezed into the back with the other two. It was so tight in the back that I ...