Indonesia by Daniele Somenzi

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Indonesia
One of the first Boeing 747 with winglet never delivered is that of the French UTA, which picks up in Singapore and brings us up to the capital Jakarta,
As soon as I arrive and Michela, we have problems to pick up the luggage, and still we are accompanied by a taxi in the center where there is more or less the hostel we are looking for, is it because the driver of the taxi does not know where is this place . then descend and take a tuc tuc, the bee in Thailand for instance, that brings us to the private home, which is not precisely un'ostello but un'affittacamere. the owner who does not strike me as a poor, rent a couple of rooms, those in many, in fact they always want more.
However we are well, enjoy the villa as we were relatives.
The next day, without bulky luggage below. let's go downtown to the block B, with a bus, the bus you post here do not stop at bus stops, will take the fly, he slows down, almost stopped, but does not stop, a dynamic system so as not to waste time. In fact, every city bus is equipped with a ACCHIAPPA customers on the fly, that is clinging to the door first, take him by the arm on passengers going up and pull inside. the descent is much more simple, just jump and everyone falls. and all this in the middle of traffic. Incredible.
About Jakarta, for me it is another city that is over as Bangkok and Cairo in my black book. never. and this for the smog and traffic rules without chaotic and stressful.
17,508 are the islands of this vast archipelago, and indeed a togliemone since fear had its independence.
We take our Indonesian rupees to pay for the sandwich in a sort of mc donald, and then do a lap in the big shopping center. here sell everything, even the stuffed toads, and for the first time I see the yellow watermelon. the curiosity to taste it is too much. so they buy one. The taste is identical to the red. and given that I am going crazy for watermelon, I taste with pleasure. I like a couple of seeds that stick with adhesive tape to send a postcard to my friend Joseph's Chapel Casalmaggiore that grows.
Later still feel the experience of the bus to catch a flight, but we are young, it's almost a fun, but with the old you can see scenes from not believing, who from behind pushes them up and other things that if you pull into . I wonder but has never dropped anyone? mah!
Our day in town, we filled the clothes of smog, so we decide to stay the next day, relax all day at home, just Jakarta. Finally comes the day to take a taxi to the airport and even if the plane is in the evening, we go there 6 hours before. Unfortunately we do not have undergone the check in and we had to stay 4 hours in a day room entry very bad, then, apart from customs rather something else entirely.
Finally our Bestione French lands and siam very happy to salirci on board.
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