Medan, Sumatra
Medan, pretty ugly city, pretty much like all Indonesia cities. It's fair to say there's not much to see in most towns/cities of Indonesia. I've sat in Starbucks most of today planning my next month rather than filling my lungs with petrol fumes, which you do the moment you step outside.
Got followed round the streets by a crazy muslim woman yesterday, who shouted at me relentlessly, though I've no idea what she was saying. I think it was probably something to do with our country's penchant for killing fellow muslim's in Iraq/Afghanistan. Maybe she just hated me on a personal level and I'm being naive, who knows.
Oh, and I've just found out that it looks like Natwest have stopped my card, thanks guys. You can't even get them to put a note on file saying you're travelling either, it's against their policy, so this will happen tonnes. Thanks, Life.
Saturday, 17 July 2010
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Indonesia
Bukittinggi, Sumatra
So, yep, haven't really been bothered to update this for a while. Maybe I'll do so more again now.
I'm in Sumatra, heading North for 4 more days before I fly to Malaysia. Indonesia is a land of nice people, but LONG bus rides - so far the most I've done is 15 hours, but tomorrow it'll be more like 20 overnight. Saves a hotel bill though I guess.
There would be lots to write if I read back my diary and put it up, but I won't bother I expect.
Indonesians appear to like the following things:
1. Mosque's. Especially mosque's that start chanting at 4:30am, and kind of just carry on.
2. Knockin' on Heavens door. This song is everywhere. Only in Indonesian with the chorus in English.
3. Eggs and Banana's. Every meal of the day.
Indonesians appear not to like the following things:
1. Pavements. Maybe that's harsh since they keep getting earthquake-d, but really, it's more treacherous than the roads. I nearly fell in a sewer yesterday as the pavement gave way.
2. Driving Sanely. Everyone makes Mark Boardman look like safe driving personified.
So, yep, haven't really been bothered to update this for a while. Maybe I'll do so more again now.
I'm in Sumatra, heading North for 4 more days before I fly to Malaysia. Indonesia is a land of nice people, but LONG bus rides - so far the most I've done is 15 hours, but tomorrow it'll be more like 20 overnight. Saves a hotel bill though I guess.
There would be lots to write if I read back my diary and put it up, but I won't bother I expect.
Indonesians appear to like the following things:
1. Mosque's. Especially mosque's that start chanting at 4:30am, and kind of just carry on.
2. Knockin' on Heavens door. This song is everywhere. Only in Indonesian with the chorus in English.
3. Eggs and Banana's. Every meal of the day.
Indonesians appear not to like the following things:
1. Pavements. Maybe that's harsh since they keep getting earthquake-d, but really, it's more treacherous than the roads. I nearly fell in a sewer yesterday as the pavement gave way.
2. Driving Sanely. Everyone makes Mark Boardman look like safe driving personified.
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