Stuck in Waingapu and watching Indo tv
Trip Start Jun 12, 2012
35Trip End Jul 17, 2012
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There’s A/C, a Western flush toilet (YAY!) and a cold shower (even though the two are so close, you get the toilet wet when you use the shower). Oh, and the sink empties out right onto the bathroom floor. But compared to Tarimbang, this is the lap of luxury.
I’m not feeling well at all at the moment. I think I just ran myself too ragged the last few days at Tarimbang (not to mention not sleeping well thanks to the music), and I got myself dehydrated. So I’m just exhausted and have a case of the "Bali Belly" or “Sumba Belly” I guess
I’m almost glad to be stuck here. There’s no surf, and there’s a number of shops, Internet cafes, etc., within a short walking distance, so I can keep myself busy between trips to the bathroom.
Plus, Waingapu is not a terrible place to get stuck for a few days. Despite the open sewers running down every block (which is the case in all the parts of Indonesia I’ve been to), the town has a bit of charm. There’s a huge mosque at the center of town, and a huge church just a few doors down. There’s lots of people selling interesting crafts and trinkets on the street, and everything is cheap. I had some fried rice (nasi goreng) with an egg for breakfast, with some fresh melon juice. It cost me less than $3.
There are a lot of trees, and some interesting markets with everything from tailors to fish vendors to people selling motorbike helmets and bananas. Most everyone seems friendly, too. Kariana continues to get openly stared at. People literally just gawk as she comes down the street. They call Erik “Mr. Lover Lover” after that old Shaggy song.
Erik and Kariana are heading back to Bali today. I tried to get on the same flight, but it’s booked. I tried again at the Batavia office to see if there was a cancellation, but the guy tried to cancel my ticket on Friday instead – a language problem, I guess.
That’s the biggest problem – for the next two days, I will be forced to fend for myself without a translator. I’ve done it before, so I’m not too worried. But Erik (and before that, Rob) made life a whole lot easier with their even-limited Indonesian.
In the meantime, I’m going to try and take another nap and see if I don’t feel better this afternoon.
By the way, I know I’m completely addicted to television, if that’s a surprise to anyone. I watched a half-hour of an Indonesian game show last night, just because it’s been so long since I saw a working television. I think it was something where they tried to get contestants to laugh. It was a bit hard to follow.