Archive for January, 2005

Deja Vu All Over Again — Pelabuhan Ratu Day Three

January 27, 2005

Start at Day 1 below if traditional chronology is your thing. The whole area has been blessedly empty because sadly people are still afraid the sea will rise up on them again… but we weren’t phased…click on the pics for larger versions…

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January 27, 2005

And wake up to… a day just like yesterday… and tomorrow. Except today the waiter brings you a pen and asks you to underline your choices… and you get nearly what you hoped for!!! Time to swim again… no, it’s time to drink more tea and read more… this will be a lazy day. Maybe a massage? No… let’s do a LITTLE something… like maybe…

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January 27, 2005

Drive up the coast about ten kilometres to where the surf begins to get famously high, hit the beach of a socialist-style hotel that bizarrely is identical on the inside to all the places I went for haircuts or a decent cup of coffee in Poland… needless to say, you don’t stay indoors there… hit the beach, play in the waves, and don’t stop til you drop, even when the monsoon rains come out of nowhere (more or less) and cool you off up top while slamming your skin like tiny needles.

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January 27, 2005

You’ll sip one of these 50-cent fresh coconuts when you get tired of playing in the monsoon…then, having worked up an enormous appetite, go back to that wondrous sheltered restaurant to wait out the torrents that didn’t stop when you came out of the waves. The staff by now is deeply appreciative of our business… you seem to consume more and more there everyday. After lunch, you head to Tita’s Jeep Tank… she wants to show you something away from the water…

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January 27, 2005

The first of a few towns here in “Foggy Mountain” land… click on the pick and note the variety of plant life…

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January 27, 2005

That’s a town down there…

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January 27, 2005

And here you are, 5 kilometres and 1 hour from the ocean, high up in the Javanese jungle. Hundreds of decent-looking homes built on stilts into the sides of mountains around countless varieties of vegetation, forming villages every few minutes on this road. There across the hills you see a little village. Zoom in and you’ll notice the mosque, visible when everything else no longer is…

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January 27, 2005

Quick pose…

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January 27, 2005

What a beautiful view from here on high!. Better hurry…

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January 27, 2005

…or it’ll disappear on you…