Life here is completely different. Everyday if I take a ride on the back of a motorbike (they won't let us take them ourselves....crappy...can't rent them here either...) I'm blown away at how different everyday life is here. I just can't get used to it, and it's hard to explain. It's exhausting almost, having none of the comforts and luxuries of home. The smells, the diseased animals, the garbage, the flooding, all craziness. I liked Bali better cuz we had ocean, here just inland Indonesian life. Cool to have experienced...but I want beach.
Oh yeah, besides Freddy, I've yet to see one other white person...or black person for that matter. All Asian. It's funny, everywhere we go people stop and point at us, laughing to themselves...hilarious. Also, most of them know a few words of English and will shout them out at all costs. Even driving down the street if they catch a glimpse of the color of our skin, they'll shout "hey mister", or "be careful", or "good morning!"...even if it's not morning. I just play it up and yell back, usually something stupid like "hey mister, Kodak, Kodak"...hahaha, I'm a jerk :)
I love learning the language here, even the language is backwards! When I get tired I get dyslexic and mix up the letters. For instance, apa kabar means how are you?, but I said apa bakar once, apparently it means what's burning? It makes them laugh, so I just keep saying apa bakar, they love it. I hear them saying apa bakar to each other all the time now, awesome.
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hey dave!
i just wanted to let you know that i love reading your blog...i like living through your adventures now that i am grounded at school =( nah physical therapy school's alright but traveling is more fun! matt says hi from scotland and i bring you a hello right here from the very middle of america...nebraska.
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