5-9-11 Easy Days

Woke up at 0530 by the call to prayer, finally getting into the rhythm of Indonesia, my mom was suggesting we go to the markets by her mom's house, and always ready to try a new experience I w/as down. After a relatively American breakfast of left over b-day cake, I went out with my mom around the streets of Bandung to get some things from the market. 

As we walked and used Bandung's Angkots (basically a form of public transport in the form of mini buses.) We got some food from the street side stands, which at first I was a bit hesitant to eat from but said fuck it and was like lets bring on the food! Still a bit hesitant to drink things with ice, or even table water at restaurants, opting instead to drink things from bottles, cans or boxes. 

Van on the far right is an Angkot

Our tour of the markets took about 2 hours and we returned home. My mom got some Surabi for me, which remind me a lot of poffertjes except bigger and more savory, and my mom got some Gudeg, food which was a specialty of Yogyakarta. After the tour of Bandung though, the class disparity of Indonesia hit me a bit more, the inner sociology minor in me trying to figure out who was at what social class and possible percentages of unemployment, as we passed by beggars, and various peddlers. 

We would later go onto get airplane tickets for our return trip from Bali to Jakarta and our train tickets from Bandung to Yogyakarta which I'm pretty excited about as its apparently an 8 hour train ride, and all I get to see is the Indonesian country side. Kept trying to figure out how to make my phone work, and I think I eventually got hold of Simone which I was pretty excited about, as I heard that she was ok! But I was bummed in the fact that apparently in all my attempts to contact her I burned through our minutes that we had, so that was disappointing but luckily my cousin Faris would come through in the clutch and put some more minutes on the phone the next day, but for the night I was left really disappointed that my phone decided to run out of minutes so I couldn't talk to Simone, so I'll have to be much more careful with the phone's minutes in the days to come. But looking forward to the excursion of the last day in Bandung before Yogyakarta.