Sunday, April 6, 2014

It’s Been So Long!


5 April 2014

I originally started writing this post right around my birthday (back in mid February), but have been slacking ever since. Work has been fairly busy, and I have had little to no motivation to do anything productive on the weekends. Sorry about that…

Here is the short but sweet version of what has been happening since you last heard from me.

1. I was home in December/January for three weeks. I had an absolutely fantastic time catching up with friends and family. A special shout out and thanks to Brittney and Jason for picking me up from the airport and not only bringing me a winter jacket, but also for humoring my request for fresh cheese curds and Kwik Trip chocolate milk. Love you guys! Of course three weeks was not long enough to see everyone or spend enough time with the people I did see, for that matter. I will be home again in September, though, for Brittney and Jason’s wedding. You can email to make your appointment to hang out anytime before then J  But, seriously, I really did have a calendar with my “dates” on it, otherwise I never would have kept it straight. I also recruited my very talented friend, Korena, to help me scrapbook the entire past year. It was a long few days, and it's still not technically done (it's just at my dad's house all put together, but I still need to write on half of the pages. But it's better than nothing). 

2. Upon my return to Jakarta, I tucked in for Term 3 at work. Work consists of my attempting to learn and do my best with the 3rd grade topics and improving upon my teaching of the same 4th grade topics I taught last year. The exciting news is that one of my third grade math classes “lost” six of its lowest students, because the school hired a teacher for them to have a pull-out class. My time and energy with the 16 current students in that class seems so much better spent than what had been happening with the entire class in the first semester. It makes my day so much less stressful.

3. We had a long weekend for the Chinese New Year holiday. Kristina and I went diving in Padang Bai, Bali, and Nicole came to snorkel. We scheduled two days of diving, for a total of five dives. Our dive sites were Blue Lagoon, Nusa Penida, and the visibility was absolutely spectacular. The best part was drift diving, which we’re not even (technically) certified to do. Our first choice of a dive site was too rough of conditions, so we went to a different site, typically for advanced divers. Once we descended and swam around a little, we followed our guide into the current along the reef. We literally were pulled along in the current as we floated past the reef, no swimming required.

Motorbike Adventure  

Why yes we would like to jump off the top of the boat.

Keep Calm and Scuba Dive.


4. Nothing else major has happened, that I can think of right now. I’m just trying to enjoy my remaining time in Jakarta with my friends before we part ways in June. On that note, I just watched the entire season 9 of How I Met Your Mother on Thursday and Friday night, and that finale made me cry and really think about all of the great people I’ve met since I moved here. 

Take Me For A Ride


(actually written)
20 February 2014

The cat’s finally out of the bag…in other words, Dad told Mom, about the fact that I am out and about on the streets of Jakarta driving my little motorbike. In November, I bought a bike to drive to and from school every day.  I usually had no problem with the school’s provided transport in the mornings. I could catch the bus at 5.45 a.m. and then get some work done before I started my school day at 6.30. The slightly annoying part was that the transport for taking the teachers home was rarely, if ever, on time. Factor that with it being a bus that usually gets stuck in traffic, and you have one reason for the purchase. Not to mention, the fact that a lot of the other teachers already had bikes. Catching a ride after school or going on motorbike adventures on the weekend was way too much fun to miss out on. 

Yes, the traffic is absolutely horrendous, but on the motorbike I can weave in and out of the cars, buses and baja (the small, covered three-wheel motorcycles that are hired for short distances). It’s the exact opposite of the first time I drove in Lombok, during the surfing weekend. I’m getting a lot better at driving, though, and it’s not as stressful anymore. So, there’s my intentionally “hidden” update about driving in Jakarta. Hopefully I’ll have a video of a typical drive to school or around the city before I leave. 

And, please don't worry about me driving...*cough MOM and DAD! Love you both!
My pink work uniform really completes the image.

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Easy Rider


20 October 2013

Year two at school has already been in session for over ten weeks, as we recently had our first term break of this year. Here are some of the highlights from my trip (of course I traveled somewhere, because why not?!). My friend, Kristina, and I flew to Phnom Penh, Cambodia (pronounced as Nom Pen, I’m 90% sure), stayed there two days, and then took a 10-hourish bus ride north to cross the border into southern Laos, where we spent five days, and then back into Cambodia to fly back to Jakarta. I’ve listed some highlights from the trip below.  

 1. Kristina and I both managed to run out of passport pages while on this trip. You may wonder how we didn’t notice that we were running low on pages, but we actually thought the last two pages, labeled “endorsements only,” could be used for our visas. We needed one coming into the Cambodia airport, one to cross into Laos, and then one again to go back into Cambodia to fly out, so that’s three entire pages used just for visas, not to mention the fact that they also still stamped in the passport.  To attempt to prepare for the impending hassle, we tried to get a multiple entry visa for Cambodia, but they wouldn’t give us one in the Phnom Penh airport. In the end, we had no problem crossing the border into Laos, but they would not put the Cambodian visa (the second one) in our passports on the last pages. I reassured Kristina that they actually didn’t care if we crossed the border, but they’ll probably just ask us for some extra money, above and beyond the visa fee. Lone and behold, in addition to the $30 visa fee ($10 of which went straight to the man from our bus company who was “helping” us with the visas processing—Kristina and I had crossed the border into Laos just fine on our own for only $20 when we arrived) we each paid $20 extra and wrote a note on the back of our visa giving them permission to put the visa over something on another page of our passports. We made it across the border, after a bit of nail-biting waiting alongside the road, hoping that we wouldn’t have to make a trip to the nearest U.S. Embassy.
Notice the $40 bribe at the top of the picture?

Kristina took this picture while driving the bike!
2. Riding bicycles around Don Det to Don Khong islands in Laos. It was a nice ride until my tire went flat. Luckily, Kristina’s back tire had pegs…and she so graciously offered to haul me around while I stood on previously mentioned pegs. It was pretty difficult, and I can’t even imagine how much work it was for Kristina, but we managed quite nicely. Our new friend from Germany was also kind enough to drive my bike alongside for most of the way.  That was also the most physical activity we did for the entire week, besides a peaceful, leisurely walk on the dirt path around the island on a different day.


3. The Crazy Gecko, where we stayed on Don Det for the entire time. Not only was there a mosquito net (with no holes) surrounding the bed, but there were two hammocks strung up outside of our room, facing the Mekong River. We spent the vast majority of our time lying in the hammocks simply reading, napping and talking. There was even delicious food at their restaurant. Bonus!
The Crazy Gecko. Our hammocks in the background.

4. Phnom Pehn, Cambodia
a. Indian restaurant in the riverside area. There was absolutely amazing food there, but I have no idea the name of the restaurant…oops.
b. The Killing Fields. Yes, I realize that doesn’t sound like a highlight, and it was very depressing, in fact. Kristina and I rode bicycles out of the city, which was the bright side of the visit there. I did appreciate learning about the Khmer Rouge and horrific genocide that took place in Cambodia from 1975-1979. There were around 3 million Cambodians killed during that time, of the 8 million in the entire country. There was an audio tour that took us around a trail to see the remains of the mass graves while we heard the history and listened to some survivors’ stories. There is also a memorial that was built, and it is filled with skulls of bodies that were found in the mass graves. It was as creepy and sadly moving as it sounds.

"Please don't walk through the mass grave."





c. The U.S. dollar is used in Phnom Penh along with their currency, called Riel; both are actually used interchangeably and together. When we paid for dinner with USD, we got change back mostly in USD, but then the smaller dollars and cents change came back in Riel. I found that interesting.





5. What with all of the time to relax and contemplate the world’s problems, I came to a conclusion of my own. I’ll preface this with the fact that at my school, on the last day of school before our term break, we were given a letter of intent to complete by the end of October (so the school has a rough idea of how many new teachers they’ll have to hire for the next school year). Anyways, I had been debating whether or not to stay for a third year, and AS OF TODAY (that has been changing from week to week lately), I’ve decided not to renew my contract. However, I would like to spend an extended period of time traveling around Indonesia, mainland Asia, Australia and New Zealand after my contract ends in June. It’s just too great of an opportunity to be here and explore that I can’t pass it up.

As John Muir so eloquently put it, “I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news.”
That quote comes from a news story from the Upworthy news website, which a friend shared with me. Check it out if you’re interested. I really enjoyed it, because, of course it's about traveling. You can find it here at: http://m.good.is/posts/why-biking-7-000-miles-to-patagonia-is-essential-for-creative-living


Sunday, September 1, 2013

She's a Man Eater...Komodo Dragons!


1 September 2013 (this is actually true, this time)

After a short three weeks of the new school year, we had two weeks off for the Muslim holiday Idul Fitri (the first two weeks in August). The school couldn’t guarantee we would have our passports back from immigration before the break, so we just planned to stay in Indonesia. We only had three destinations.

1. Bali (2 days): Impossible Beach to relax in the sun and enjoy the ocean. I also bought the Lonely Planet guide to Laos, so I can begin planning my next trip for October.

2. Flores island (8 days):

a. In Labuan Bajo, we chartered a fishing boat to take us on a 3 day/ 2 night trip to Komodo Island and snorkeling in the surrounding waters. This was no tour boat. It was legitimately a fisherman who had never taken tourists, but we were desperate.


We ate all our meals and slept on the boat…all five of us in very tight quarters, sleeping on very thin mattresses. It wasn’t the most comfortable situation, but it was such a ridiculous and fun part of the trip (and now we get to joke about it).
b. First stop: Rinca Island to see Komodo Dragons.  We did some snorkeling, afterwards.
Apparently, the guide told us, it’s their mating season. They remind me of a baby crocodile, but very slow-moving. We also learned that their bite is not poisonous, but they have bacteria in their saliva, which will slowly kill their prey after it has been bitten. Then, after it dies, they come back to eat it.
c. Second stop: Komodo Island seemed the same as Rinca, and we saw more dragons. We also did some more snorkeling at Kanawa Island, which happens to be my new favorite place in Indonesia. It was a small, private island with a restaurant and bungalows that are cheap. We spent our second night on the boat, but decided to send the boat and captain back to Komodo Village without dropping us off. We wanted to spend the third day on Kanawa and get a room for the next night. I lay in a hammock for a big chunk of the day, just reading my book and planning my Laos trip. We watched a beautiful sunset and chatted with the other travelers there. It was the most relaxing place I have been, and it was so gorgeous!
d. Back on the mainland (Labuan Bajo) we rented a car and driver to take us east, across the island of Flores. We drove a lot, but eventually made it to Endo (the site of Mt Kelimutu and the tri-colored lakes). Along the way, we stopped to watch a school’s outdoor volleyball tournament, but we didn’t have time to play. On the way back, a few days later, though, we stopped at a soccer match and played volleyball with some kids next to the soccer field (until Scott accidentally hit the ball into a kid’s face and gave him a bloody nose). 
e. We did a sunrise hike up to Mt Kilimutu. The view was amazing, but I was cold, until I started hiking around. Scott has grown up climbing and hiking around his home in the states, so he and I ventured on and off some trails to get closer to the lakes. At the edge of one of the crater lakes, we did rock baseball and rock bowling.
f. It turns out one of the places we went required the park (yes, it’s a national park) to send a park ranger to escort us out of the “dangerous” area. I never felt unsafe, but the ranger’s boss had to talk to us to make sure we understood that they were just trying to keep us safe because they don’t have the resources to evacuate anyone else (they had already had three deaths to deal with this year). We didn’t get into any trouble, other than that, but it totally made the 3-hour hike worth it! We were also convinced that we would have to bribe someone for breaking the rules, but that never happened either.  Kristina also got into trouble as she went off the trail searching for Scott and me.


g. The perk of talking to the Park Ranger ‘boss’ was that he arranged for us to ride in the back of a police truck down the hill (we were definitely done walking after that hike up in the morning). The police truck took us about halfway, and then Kristina, Scott and I caught a ride in a water truck. The driver had actually been a driver in Jakarta for years, so we were talking to him about that. Nicole and Mitch caught a ride in a tourist bus that had dropped off the passengers and turned around to come back to pick us up.
h. On our drive back to Labuan Bajo, we stopped by a roadside distillery where they were making the local moonshine called Arak. It is liquor made from boiling palm nuts. It was absolutely the most disgusting thing I have ever tasted.

3. Lombok (yes, again!)
If you remember, Lombok is where I have gone already twice to go surfing on the weekend. This time, though, we had five days to enjoy all of the beaches and attempt surfing on my own.
a. Surfing was great, as usual! I’ve been upgraded to a shorter board  (not really short, like the good surfers) that’s not soft. There was one point in the lesson, when two waves came at me quickly and took me out. As my board flew in the air, I knew there was a good chance it would come down and hit me, but I couldn’t avoid it. It hit my forehead hard, but luckily did not break my skin. I got out of the water quickly, because I didn’t want to risk getting dizzy in the water. I felt fine after it happened, but there was a huge bump on my head for about an hour, and now I may have a permanent bump on my forehead (it’s still there as I write this, nearly one month later). All of my friends were concerned I had been seriously hurt, but DON’T WORRY (MOM), it is absolutely okay!
See? This is 3 hours after and you can barely see it!
b. The next day, we rented boards and took our motorbikes back to the beach to attempt surfing without an instructor. Turns out, it’s quite difficult for me to read waves and know which one to catch, especially without my instructor yelling directions to me. It was still fun, and it was definitely interesting to drive the motorbike with Nicole on the back along with the surfboard in the attached rack.
c. The rest of the days were spent driving to the other beaches, sitting on the sand reading or sleeping and hanging out with my friends. I really had to rest up and be as relaxed as possible in order to be motivated to go back to Jakarta and school. 

Back to School…to prove to Dad that I’m no fool (Billy Madison)


31 August 2013 (actually)

As most schools in the States have started by now, this is just a quick update about how my school year has been going. We've already had 5 weeks of classes!

The new school year started on 15 July for students. The teachers had to start orientation on the 4th of July…Happy Independence Day to me. This year I am still in charge of a 4th grade class (my forms class), and I am teaching Maths to two classes of 3rd grade and one class of 4th grade.

I’m finding that the second year, in general, is significantly easier than the first. I feel like I actually know what to expect and what I am doing, or at least supposed to be doing. The 3rd grade curriculum is new to me, but it actually is great to get to know where my 4th graders have come from in last year’s curriculum. It’s great to be able to teach the same 4th grade curriculum again, but this year I have the highest-level class, so they’re smart, motivated and love maths class. I’m having fun incorporating group work and games into my lessons, knowing that they will be able to behave appropriately and have fun at the same time.

There are only two classes of 3rd grade, and since I teach both, one of them is all of the highest-level students and the other is an interesting mix of students who may be very smart in Maths, but not necessarily in other subjects. There are also about five students who have some behavior/attention issues that I’m learning to deal with. Luckily, for me and the students, they have Nicole as their forms teacher, so she’s slowly whipping the entire class back into shape. There are days (like last Friday) when I taught them for one hour, after which I was completely emotionally and physically exhausted. I’m glad I have them to teach, otherwise it may seem like this teaching thing is easy. They’re a loud, sometimes obnoxious, reminder, that all students deserve consistent and caring teachers in their lives. I hope I can start being meaner to them so that they improve in their Maths skills (which may sound weird to the non-teachers reading this, but that’s what this class honestly needs. Discipline and follow-through. Two things I’ve been working on to improve from last year).

One more thing, I am working with Kristina to teach the Basketall CCA (co-curricular activity) after school. We work with 3rd and 4th grade girls for one hour and then 5th and 6th grade girls for another hour. It has been fun so far, and it’s pretty funny to watch them improve (ever so slightly) in their passing, dribbling and shooting so far. We both cringe a lot during the two hours, especially when they shoot the ball, but they have so much fun and it’s great to play some basketball again.

Okay, short and sweet, as promised. If you want to know anything else about school or my trips, just send me an email . 

Myanmar…It’s better on top (of the temples)


5 July 2013 (actually) -- pictures aren't working right now, but I'll try again later.

During my “summer” vacation,  I was on an amazing adventure in Myanmar (formerly called Burma). Let’s just say that there was never a dull moment (unless, of course, you consider napping in a canoe while floating down the Inle Lake channels boring).

17 June: Yangon, Myanmar (the current capital city)

1. They drive on the right side of the road. Apparently, in the 1970’s, they were sick of being reminded that they used to be a British colony, so they switched how they drive. Many (most) of the cars, therefore, have the steering wheel on the right side (not the left).
2. The currency is the Kyat (pronounced chot). This inspired us the frequently sing the tune of the song, ‘Shots, Shots, Shots’ when we spent money.
3. There is a very interesting mix of different cultures and people, in general. Apparently, the country used to be a mix of a few different surrounding countries, and when boundaries shifted, the people stayed where they were (that, of course, is a very simplified explanation that may or may not be accurate).
4. We napped in a park in the middle of the day for nearly one and a half hours. It was glorious, and then we were refreshed, at least enough to walk around the Sule Pagoda and visit the Schwedagon Pagoda at sunset.
Schwedagon Pagoda
5. We were all zombies at dinner due to our previous day’s 4 a.m. flight.  But the glimmer of hope to keep us awake was the ridiculous fashion show/ mini concert happening at the end of the restaurant, with a runway and everything. It was simultaneously confusing and entertaining.
6. We stayed at the Motherland Hostel. I would recommend it to anyone traveling to Myanmar. The rooms are good, and more importantly, the staff is super friendly and helpful!

18 June : Exploring Yangon (after a good night’s rest)

1. We walked to the market. I bought a longyi (the traditional sarong-like skirt that most locals wear) as well as a jade bracelet.
2. We walked to the Zoological Gardens where we saw hippos and bears, and even fed sugar cane to the elephants.
3. Walked along the boardwalk on the lake, as we attempted to get to what we thought was a floating temple.  It actually turned out to be the replica of a floating barge that is some sort of a performing arts center.
4. Kristina spotted a field hockey practice going on, so we crossed the street to check it out. Based on their uniforms, we concluded that they are training for the SEA (South East Asia) games that are being hosted by Myanmar.
5. We waited out a rainstorm at a restaurant, drinking a few select beverages.
6. Dinner at a local restaurant with amazing curry!

19 June : To Kinpun and the Golden Rock

1.  Early (7 a.m.) bus for the 4.5 hour journey, including some great music videos and karaoke videos to be enjoyed along the way.
2. The Golden Rock (actual name Kyaiktiyo) is literally a huge rock balancing on the edge of a cliff, which is supposedly held in place by a piece of Buddha’s hair.

20 June : Back up the hill to Golden Rock

1.  We wanted to do some hiking, so we only took the truck halfway up the hill this time. We followed the hiking trail that had been used until they paved the road the whole way up the hill. There were a bunch of chairs with bamboo poles connected, which people used to hire in order to get to the top of the hill to see the Golden Rock without having to walk. Now that there is the road access, there was nobody being carried.
2.   On the other side of the village valley, we spotted stairs climbing up the hill, leading to what we assumed was another temple. So, we climbed back down one side of the hill and back up the 618 stairs (Kristina counted) and go stuck in a downpour at the top.
3.  We each hopped on the back of a motorbike, with our backpacks and all, for a ride to the bus stop to catch our bus to Mandalay. For $23 USD, the bus was amazingly comfortable!

21 June : The Chacos Debacle
1. Our bus arrived in the city at 5:30 a.m…gotta love those overnight buses. Needless to say, we each took a nap before heading out to explore.
2. The Royal Palace. We wandered off the path around the palace (just a little) to explore old plane and train ‘wreckage.’ We crossed a moat filled with dirty, stagnant water using a few questionable bridges. One of which was simply two boards (2x4’s) meeting to rest upon a small rock in the middle of the moat; this does not make a reliable bridge. We all made it across, but then we had to get back across. Kristina was the last coming back, and when the board tipped, it threw her into the water. She grabbed the camera out of her pocket and threw it to me onshore, but then the mud sucked her feet down deep. The only way she made it out, without being stuck in the mud, was to slip her feet out of her Chacos sandals. She hired a motorbike to take her back to the hostel (barefoot) to shower and change clothes while she mourned the loss of her favorite shoes. The camera had gotten a little wet, so she carried it around in a bag of rice for the next three days. I am happy to report that it has been working just fine since the moat incident.
Moments before the fateful fall...

22 June : The World’s Largest (uncracked) Bell!

1. We rented motorbikes! I only rode on the back with Andrew in order to help with the navigating and keeping track of Kristina behind us.
2. We were stopped at a police check-point and asked for our “license. international license.” After a brief moment of panic, Andrew and Kristina handed over their U.S. driver’s licenses (with which the response was, “Thank You. Enjoy Myanmar.”) and we were on our way with a big sigh!
3. Mingun (town). We were on a mission to see the world’s largest uncracked bell. I know, so impressive! After a couple hours of driving, we made it there. A local asked us if we wanted to see another temple, so we followed her around for awhile. She took us through a village, and Kristina mentioned the Tanakah that we had seen on everyone’s faces (the natural sunblock). She offered to get us some, so we stopped by a woman’s house where she mixed it for us (she ground the piece of wood on a stone tablet, mixed it with water to form a paste and then painted our faces with it).
4. We asked our “guide” to teach us how to Beetle Nut. It’s a type of tobacco mixed with a small amount of coconut milk and wrapped in a leaf. You just pop the entire chunk of leaf in your mouth and start chewing. It was quite bitter, and I got a headache, which I assume was from the nicotine. Before you’re finished with the Beetle Nut, you do NOT swallow your spit, so we had extremely red spit to show off, which the ground is already covered in from the locals chewing/spitting the Beetle Nut.
5. Our other mission for the motorbike trip was to find U Bein Bridge, the world’s longest Teak (a type of tree/wood) bridge. After a couple of wrong turns, and a lot of asking directions, we walked across and back the entire length of the bridge.
6. We took the train to Bagan that night for $10 USD. There were no covered windows, so the train car was filled with bugs, most interestingly many dragon flys. It was a very bumpy ride, but I still attempted to sleep sitting in my seat without my mouth falling open and being invaded by flying insects.

23 June : Biking in Bagan

1. Bagan has Mt Popa, which is a temple on top of a rock (it reminded me of Devil’s Tower in the states, except there is a Buddhist temple at the top).
2. Kristina and I rode on the top of the pickup truck, holding onto the racks of course, on the way back to Bagan, to enjoy the views.

24 June : (Happy Birthday to my sister!) Fun fact: This was my favorite place in Myanmar!

1. We rented bicycles for 1500 Kyats (about $1.50) for the entire day.
2. We spent the entire day riding around to different temples in a valley full of temples outside of the city. Literally, there are temples as far as you can see. It was absolutely amazing. The best part was that we could stop anywhere we wanted to, and I had fun climbing up on many of the temples.


3. Kristina bought me some Mandalay rum (to support to local economy, of course).

25 June : Relax in Bagan
1. We chartered a boat to take us to a cave and some nearby temples. We drank tea at a monastery where they showed us the deep, dark parts of the cave for meditation.
2. Late bus to Kalaw

26-28 June : Kalaw trek to Inle Lake
1. We did a 3-day trek to Inle Lake with a group of 11 of us (includes 2 guides: Paol and Puri).
Farming!
2. First day we walked about 6 hours. We ate and slept in a local village.
3. Second day we walked about 7 hours and then slept at a monastery.
4. Third day we walked about 5 hours and arrived at the southern side of the lake.
Boat ride to Nyang Shwe (town) after our trek
I think we're ruining the scenery :)




5. In total, our guides told us we walked a total of 65 km (about 40 miles) over three days! My feet and legs were sore, to say the least. We walked through all of the farmland. They grow everything from peaches and corn, to carrots and pineapple.
29 June : Nyang Shwe (the town by the lake)

1. We rented bicycles to go to the Hot Springs, which were temporarily closed for renovations. Luckily, we stopped nearby for lunch and a local woman showed us their local set-up to the hot spring. There was no regulation on the temperature, so it was too hot too even put my feet in. It was still cool to see the pools and have that woman so nicely show us the other hot springs for free.
2. We biked to the Red Mountain Estates Winery on the other side of town. We took a short tour of the facilities, had a wine tasting, and then shared a bottle of wine. Bought some wine to take back to Jakarta (we made it all the way to Malaysia, but then they would not let it as a carry-on because it wasn’t duty-free. I ended up packing it in my backpack wrapped in clothes and towels. One bottle survived, but one soaked my clothes; luckily it cost only $10).
So artsy, la.
3. We chatted with two American teachers from Boston who were on summer vacation.

30 June : Boat Trip on the lake

1. We spent the whole day riding in a boat around the lake.
2. We first went early to a local market. We saw traditional weaving. I bought a headband that is pretty sweet. We witnessed cigar making and boat/canoe building. We watched jewelry making at a silversmith. We went to the ‘jumping cat monastery’, but the cats weren’t performing because it was not high season for tourists.
3. We rode the boat back through the floating gardens (there are floating villages also, but they’re actually on stilts, not like Water World) where there were so many floating tomato plants I couldn’t handle it. I didn’t eat any, but it was tempting with all of the ‘rejects’ floating by in the water.
4. We also drove by many traditional fishermen who stand at the front of their small boat and wrap one leg around a paddle to move while they collect their nets using their hands.


1 July : Canoe trip on lake

1. I sent a few postcards back home, but I haven’t heard if they’ve made it there, yet.
2. We rented a canoe, and it turned out to be owned and operated by a 60-year old woman. We felt bad at first for having her paddle us around, but then we all took turns helping her paddle and Andrew went back to his days in Crew to help her most.
Here's Andrew doing some work while Kristina and I nap
3. Kristina and I laid down and fell asleep peacefully. We were only awoken when she gave up flower necklaces she had made.
4. We spent 2  ½ hours in the canoe slowly floating around the back canals of the lake, past the locals doing dishes and showering in the canal (don’t worry, they wear a sarong when they shower).
5. We each got a massage for about $4 each, including tea and crackers.
6. After sharing another bottle of wine, we ate dinner at a Nepalese restaurant where I found the best food (curry) in the town.

2 July : short trek back to Red Mountain Estates

1. We trekked up to get a great view of the lake.
Tanakah!
2. We walked into a cave. When I stood up, putting my hands above me so as to not hit my head, I didn’t realize the ceiling was covered in bats. Luckily, we did not disturb any.
3. Our highschool-age guide had two friends with him, so they could learn how to become guides. They were nice enough to help show us how to use the jar of Tanakah (sun block). It actually kept me from sweating (so much) and no sunburn!
4. We took another overnight bus back to Yangon to catch our flight back to Jakarta.

My most favorite trip, so far, while I've been living here. I'm sure it helps that I had such amazing travel companions named Kristina and Andrew!


Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Getting Up Is Easy, Staying Up Is Hard


Highlights from my weekend trip to Lombok (an island near Bali, Indonesia). Sorry about not having any pictures. I will try to add some soon :) 

1. Relaxing weekend away from Jakarta.

2. Absolutely breathtaking scenery of blue water and green trees! 



3. Surfing lesson. I was so much more successful than I ever thought I would be. I could stand up fairly well, which just meant I went further on the wave, which lead to my having to paddle back out even further. Needless to say, I was exhausted quickly. I also have some great bruises on my arms from my tired, paddling arms hitting my board. I was not injured while surfing, but almost. At one point, Nicole and I somehow crossed paths, which caused me to jump off my board, over her, so that I wouldn’t crash into her. Later, Kristina was taken out by a wave and her board came after me and hit me on the top of the head (good thing my head is so hard). Lastly, I accidentally hit Kristina in the face, with my hand, while I was paddling out (which I told her was the payback from her board hitting me earlier). Last, but certainly not least, I drank more than my share of ocean water.

4. Renting motorbikes. Something I was convinced I would NEVER do, simply because I have heard so many horror stories of injuries and warnings against tourists renting motorbikes. Well, I did it, and Nicole even rode with me because she refused to drive her own. We drove to two different beaches and just hung out for the day, before our evening flight. Driving the motorbike was extremely easy, and much less intimidating than any of the Jakarta traffic.

5. Our ride to the airport was fantastically exciting/terrifying. Since I was the timekeeper for the day, using my cell phone, we ended up getting back from the beach one hour later than we had planned (Jakarta time, which is what’s set on my phone, is one hour earlier). The people who had set up our weekend for us, basically, got us to the airport in less than 20 minutes, just in time to check in when our flight was supposed to board. We quickly learned that all you need to do, while driving, is to honk your horn in order to make it okay to speed around anyone or anything on the road (at least that’s what our driver did on the way to the airport).

6. All in all, another successful weekend (easy when I don’t think about school for more than 5 minutes of it). I can’t believe I hadn’t known about Lombok sooner than now. I am already planning my next trip back. I will take anyone who comes to visit me!