Where is Rune?

It suddenly started to rain, and I decided to take this totally meaningless video while sitting at a place called Pappa Cafe in jl. Jaksa, where they got cheap beer (but ice cold!). A hippie type is entering. Moments after I took the video, a girl entered, fell on the slippery floor, head down, and started to cry. I think she’s gonna be all right.

And by the way, I noticed this funny text on the wall above the urinal: “The only sign of life is the smoke over the crematorium.”

Text on wall.

I was near the Sarinah building the other day while having my lunch on the street, and took these pictures of bajaj passing by.

Jakarta is full of these Indian two-stroke engine powered vehicles, especially on the smaller roads. Fare determination is by bargaining.

Bajaj.

Bajaj.

First time I see one of these in Jogja, or in all of Java for that matter. Normally the becaks are pedalled, but this one has an engine. There’s an integrated sound system too. Cool. I made a ride in this one from Mall Malioboro to my hotel yesterday.

And after 12 days in Jogja, I am now back at the usual residence at Cibubur, Jakarta. I took a Lion Air flight at noon today (Rp 329k).

Motorised becak.

When I was at Mall Malioboro yesterday, some sort of parade was suddenly passing by along jl Malioboro. I went out to take a few pictures.

Oh yeah, and when I came back to the hotel last night, the Muslim guy (his name is Anton) in the reception was drinking vodka with a friend. I saw two almost empty bottles of a local brand. I was offered a drink too, which I had no problem to accept of course. Thereafter went to sleep.

Parade along jl Malioboro.

Parade along jl Malioboro.

I went to the beach at Parangtritis yesterday afternoon. It’s less than an hour drive south of Yogya. I haven’t been there in about 7 years, but it looks the same today. Very quiet since on a Monday. The huge waves make it impossible to swim though. Black volcanic sand. Windy.

Parangtritis beach.

Parangtritis beach.

Parangtritis beach.