Hello again. I’m finally getting around to writing about my summer so there are a lot of posts coming. i hope this isn’t setting a precedent. Anyways, I visited my friend Trey’s site while I was in Bandung for Idul Fitri (Eid Fitr), which, in Indonesia, you get two weeks off work for since a lot of people mudik/puland kampung (go home to their village) so usually Bandung and Jakarta and many other major cities are completely shut down because no one is there. It reminds me of Christmas in New York City (or really anywhere) where the only places open on Christmas are Chinese restaurants. Any who, I mudik’ed with my Counterpart Iis to Bandung where she is from and where her husband and daughters still live. Before heading home I visted Trey in Cililin which is in the Kabupaten (district) of Bandung. His site is really nice and in the mountains so not as hot as my site. I arrived early in the morning so we went on a long walk later that morning.
Those shorts…so blue, ugh!
This was odd seeing all these trees marked with a pink substance.
The walk was great and I got to torture Trey a bit since as we were walking one of the teachers at his school was driving home and trying to get us to get into her van to go home with her (Strangers with Candy). We told her we were purposefully walking but she still looked concerned. We ended up going the wrong way and passing her house and so she finally got us to come to her house. The whole time I’m smiling because Trey did not want to deal with her and I’m thinking he’s crazy since whenever you go into someone’s house here they feed you. Like I thought, she brought out a bunch of food and this fruit drink with chunks of apple, papaya, and I think pineapple. It was cold and absolutely delicious. Of curse we had to take pictures for the price of food (most of the time we don’t get food for the pictures so at least we got something out of it). I understand why he didn’t want to deal with her because initially when you start working at a school in Indonesia there is a culture shock because you see grown adults acting like middle schoolers. I took me about two months to get used to it and adapt, now I take it as an opportunity to be less serious and relax. At the time, we just talked about how it was annoying to deal with giggling adults who ask you for a photo and to sing (not a Black thing, they ask everyone to perform). Anyways, I got to meet Trey’s family and since some of them were home for Mudik there were a bunch of them. They asked me to sing *side eye* but I relented since one of the kids was on keyboard and the other was on guitar and they said we could sing some 80s and 90s rock music: Bohemian Rhapsody-Queen, Crazy-Aerosmith, Don’t Stop Believin-Journey,Californication-Red Hot Chili Peppers, etc. They did get me to sing some Bruno Mars (When I Was Your Man) and Adele (Someone Like You), which the whole family sang thankfully drowning out my voice. They surprised me by saying they mostly knew 80s and 90s rock, I wish I could remember all the songs we sang because this went on for a good hour or hour and a half. They were awesome and the entire family came into the house and were singing and playing together. It was a lot of fun.
The next day we took a drive even further up the mountain to visit more family. Not sure the name of the town but it was nice and had even more rice fields.
Saw this sign with my sister’s name on it.
The rice fields were gorgeous.
We spent most of the day here, eating, and hanging with the fam. I stayed one more day in Cililin and got to fish in the pond with a stick and some string. Needless to say I didn’t catch anything bigger than my pinky which I wanted to keep but Trey’s uncle kept releasing it (I guess to allow it to grow, whatever).
I finally went home the next day. Cililin was cool (literally) but I missed my bed.