Meet the GORENG sistahs….
Trip Start Jul 05, 2011
7Trip End Jul 29, 2011
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You can find them everywhere…on street corners, in little carts, at family-run warungs…right in your kitchen at breakfast, lunch and/or dinner !! And they are the staple of my diet…of everyone’s diet. You guessed it! Fried everything! Now who doesn’t like the taste of good fried stuff? But between that and the over-the-top white sugar intake, I think I’m putting on a few pounds and clogging a few of the main lifelines. Nasi is rice, Mie is noodles, Pisang is bananas (my favorite), and Ayam is chicken….but ANYTHING else is fair game….like at the state fair…all the things they fry up new each year…haven’t seen the oreos goreng yet but I did hear they can make ice cream goreng
I’m eating well though. Ibu Rosina makes some delectable food every day…my favorite is some kind of cow meat stewed for hours and hours with at least an equal volume of spices….can’t remember its name (Rondean?? or is that the drum?). And there’s always the sambal….all different types. Kind of like our salsa. Sometimes the veggies (peppers, etc.) are more apparent, sometimes it’s more of a sauce….but no matter how it’s made, its HOT. A little bit of sambal goes a long way. And people always watch to see if you can tolerate the sambal of the day…if you’re going to writhe and groan with the burn….so of course, I try to take the stoic approach and never act like it’s ripping up the insides of my mouth….or entire digestive tract for that matter.
My schedule is packed with presentations…Ibu Anni has decided to be my manager and guides me through a series of 90 minute class presentations...cultural awareness and general all-out inspirational talks with the students. They are so totally engaging and fun to share that time with. I always come away with more energy than I started with. And then there are the 3 and 4 hour presentations to the adults. You may wonder what I have to say for that length of time but apparently I have plenty
And then there’s the radio show. I have no idea what to expect but I do know that with all the flashing photography and white lights, I'm feeling like a superstar. Still I can't imagine that anyone might want me to be part of a radio show. But I'm down for anything, so Anni and I go into Bandung (that city of 8 million people, according to Wikipedia), and we’re the guests of Radio ARDEN…..you’ve heard of it, right? Well they are quite a prominent popular music station (i'd be listening to them if I were a Bandungian), and next thing you know, I'm sitting in the DJ booth with headphones on conversing LIVE with this dynamic DJ who’s cross-speaking Indonesian/English fluidly with me. Her skill is admirable and only surpassed by her zest, so I just go with the flow and decide to become that entertaining radio personality that needs to be present and we have a great time with it. And then I get whisked off to a multi-cultural (all SE Asian) dinner and performance at which I get to be a guest of some honor…and I meet some very delightful people, beautifully garbed and performing traditional dance/song,…so I myself do a little dancing and singing with them because I'm really quite a fan of the Bataak shuffle….and then it’s a late night trip for Anni and myself back to Cimahi for some much needed rest. And that’s how the days go….I can hardly keep up w myself but am thrilled to be this involved and to have such a companionable counterpart in Anni to share it with.