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... massive, but they had started putting the temples back together like giant jigsaw pieces. Very impressive, but considering they had done only four in two years and there were around 50 left to do, it is very time consuming. We were the only westerners visiting the temples and we became swamped by school children who wanted pictures with us. I felt like a celeb, but after a few hours and a few hundred pictures later, it was starting to get a little ...
... of my time in Indonesia. I did also spent a few nights in Jakarta
which is busy, dirty, smokey, hot and very Asian. From Jakarta it was then time
to make my 2 day pilgrimage to the Whitsundays islands in Australia, via Kuala
Lumpur, Sydney, Cairns and Townsville. There I will meet my dear friend, Laura, with
whom I will spend Christmas before heading to Sydney for New Year and to start my
second cycle ride from Sydney to Melbourne. A new year, a new path, a new
... so I will need the help of an Indonesian friend for that one! It was delicious and I washed it down with Chinese tea.
Then I went to Sunda Kelepar by blue bus (only 3,000) and walked the length of the harbour. Here. my grandfather had left Indonesia for the Netherlands on 10th May 1933. Unfortunately, there were no old Dutch ships to be seen. In fact, the whole place was in a terrible state. I made my way to the very worthwhile Museum Bahari, which incorporates a ...
... water spinach, which is a very common side dish here. it is usually served cooked in a thin spicy brown sauce.
The middle square dish is called ayam cabe (cha-bay) hijau (he-jow). It is chicken cooked in green chiles, ginger, garlic, salam leaf, and topped with fried onions from the city of Padang.
The bottom square dish is Randung (sounds like it's spelled) beef. It is beef cooked in red onion, garlic, ginger, coconut milk ...
... attack has fled me like Linda Churchill did at the school disco back in '86 and I'm now in two minds as to whether or not I actually want anything to eat. Whilst contemplating this conundrum I am confronted by a hawker who wants to sell me a big brass elephant stood triumphantly on what seems to be a faux-marble plaque. Instead I try to sell him my camera and Emily, he refuses both. I eventually decide to satisfy my cravings and order a Big Mac meal to go.