Then: We have trained, flown, drove, rode, walked (alot) and slept our way down the center route through Java. From Jakarta to Bogor, Then a weird boomarang train trip to Jogjakarta; which is home to both amazing ruins and as a result the most tourists for a 100 km. Our hotel, seedy, small, but it works and the price seems outstanding.
I can say that we have only made a few mistakes, thankfully only a few and none harmful to us. One: the cab ride to our first hotel in Jakarta - our excuse: it was 1:30 AM and we had been moving for 12 plus hours. Two: renting a motorcycle in Jogja, which made for a confusing 2 hour loop through a crowded city - our excuse: it seemed like it was a straight route and... really it seemed like a straight route. Three: Not charging the camera battery, so we prematurely stopped taking pictures in Prombanan - our excuse: it was full when we left and neither of us knew we would use it all.
Now: We are in a internet cafe across from our hotel. Tired from a days travels using the public transportation system, we are both surprised how slick it was. Beattles and Jack Johnson ring in from the door. Dinner was a fried noodle (Bakmi Goreng) dish from our favorite roadside stall. Cam is next on the computer, the clock reads 29 minutes. In short the night is hot and humid but entirely different from Thailand (if that means something to you). Sleeping will come easy.
I have been surprised by Indo, I left with the idea of white sand and crystalline waves. But I got something entirely different, although equally amazing.
Shoot it took me 5 minutes to write that last sentence - the clock is at 34 minutes - alright Cam is up.
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