07.45 It’s a good thing it's morning again. Had it been evening we would have slept away the day. Additionally, we had missed today's transportation and events. We are still at Kertanegara Premium Guest House in Malang, Java.

09.18 We had various things around us during breakfast. At the next table sat two Dutch ladies and played Yatzy. Piano music flowed from the speakers. One of the songs played was” Green green grass of home”. Now we will pack our things and head on. In our refrigerator is a perforated plastic container with Gajah Kulkas, refrigerator deodorant.

09.35 Once again, a room phone rung. It was the front desk who informed me that our booked transport is here. We had expected that it would be here at 10.00. A deal is a deal, they have to wait. ”Pacta sunt servanda” agreements must be kept.

09.59 Patricia and I stepped into the elevator to go down first. Christer would catch the next elevator. The doors slid back and after a while opened again. There was Christer. We had forgotten to press the button for the floor we wanted to go to. Now the three of us are in place in the car and ready to travel north to the next city.

10.12 Patricia has stepped out of the car. She's going in to the store Alfa Mart and stock up. In the sports section of the newspaper lying in our vehicles, we have read, as far as now goes in Indonesian that Zlatan Ibrahimovic is on his way from Paris Saint Germain. We have also tried to read about this summer’s latest doping scandal, the one with the track and fielders Tyson Gay and Asafa Powell.

It's time to leave Malang and our excellent room.

We are on the road again. The picture is from Malang´s northern outskirts.

11.20 We stopped at a Pertamina station. It isn’t time to refuel. We are given an opportunity to stretch our legs.

11.44 Christer is reading in his crime novel. Our profession, teacher, is, as so often before, described very condescending in the book. It's all about lounging tired incompetent teachers who do not care or did not know what they’re doing. It is worthwhile to consider what the purpose is that the school constantly is described like this, both in fiction and in reality. Who benefits from it?

12.10 We are returning to our Indonesian reality. Traffic thickens increasingly. The oncoming lane is separated from the spring by a seemingly infinite number of concrete blocks. A tall building is visible up ahead. The journey comes to an end.

12.41 We started the journey into Indonesia's second largest city, Surabaya. The driver has reached the part of the city where our hotel is located. He has now asked three successive people about the way to the hotel. Now he seems to have the knowledge he needs. It was, according to Patricia, difficult to understand what he said. Javanese is spoken in this part of the island. In West Java Sundanese is spoken.

12.45 We have temporarily lost our driver. He stepped out of the car to either escape from it all or to gain more knowledge about where we're going. Christer has told us in the car that we just turned off the right road, at least according to the signs.

13.11 We did, after another spin, find the hotel. Now Christer and I are staying in room 517 at the Hotel 88 Embong Kenongo (http://www.hotel88.co.id) in Surabaya. Surabaya is a big city with about 3 million inhabitants. Now let's refresh ourselves before we go out and see more of it. The name of our hotel sounds somehow African; it feels like it would be the name of an African head of state. Embong Kenongo the actual name of the street we live on.

A Surabaya view from our hotel.

Peter bangs the drum to celebrate our arrival at Hotel 88.

14.16 We had time to get some rest, take a shower and freshen up and get settled in our new windowless rooms. We thought of taking a lunch at our home street, but quickly realized that it lacked open restaurants. Instead, we walked on to a nearby shopping mall.

14.33 Surabaya Plaza is the name of the mall. We got here via a footbridge across the busy traffic on Jalan Pemuda. Puri iwaké is the name of the restaurant we selected and the table number is 13.

15.22 Now we're full and satisfied. We tested some local specialties here. At a table further away sat a few women and brought nasty comments about Patricia. They thought she was doing on airs that were out and had lunch with two foreign men. It was not supposed to be heard but she could hear everything they said.

15.38 During the hunt for an ATM here in the mall a man in a store shouted to Christer and me. I stopped and he pointed to some young women/colleagues of his. He smiled and said I could choose anyone I wanted. He would probably just wanted to have some attention; see how I reacted, possibly messing around with the ladies.

15.50 Lunch will now be rounded off with a coffee at the café Excelso. They describe their coffee like a wine expert. The different kinds of coffee have elegant acidity, fruity sweetness, intense floral aroma, superlative taste and a bit of spiciness to name a few. We'll see how it tastes.

Jalan Pemuda is not suffering from a lack of cars.

Christer on the footbridge outside Surabaya Plaza.

Christer´s exciting lunch choice.

Patricia and Christer at the café Excelso.

17.06 It was really good coffee. Before we left the shopping mall, we decided to do away with the internal liquid. This liquid loss cost us 1 000 rupiah per person. The man who got the money gave each of us a receipt, ticket. After that we walked on and stepped into the city's tourist information in a beautiful house, Pemuda House. Christer bought some postcards and we chatted with the staff. A guest book was also filled in.

17.23 Most recently we have seen the final part of a ceremony of flag hauling at Gedung Grahadi, the building in which the Governor of East Java houses. There was a brass band and ladies in dresses in different shades of blue. After the ceremony they waved cheerfully at us. The darkness is beginning to come closer. It's not much daylight left and we are returning to the hotel for a while now.

17.51 We're back in our hotel room at Hotel 88. Just now the room phone rang. It was a call from room 510. We received information from Patricia that there is a Starbucks in the mall where we had planned to eat dinner. It seems promising. Now we are facing it.

The tourist information in Surabaya.

Flag ceremony at Gedung Grahadi.

19.25 After some lazy time in the hotel, it is now once again time to go out into the darkness and the tropical evening heat.

19.49 We have managed to get across the street Jenderal Sudirman with its heavy traffic and then walked towards the giant shopping complex Tunjungan Plaza which consists of several malls, which are interconnected.

20.06 We found an entrance and went in there. All we found was a food store and a” food court” on the verge of closing. This was probably not the right entrance. Good that there was a good grocery store anyway. Here we can make the purchase later. Tunjungan Plaza has 20 million visitors each year and has over 500 shops/restaurants.

20.19 The restaurant Pandan Village in the mall Tunjungan Plaza IV is tonight's dinner spot. We have found our way here after strolling around in this huge shopping world.

21.21 It was a good dinner in a quiet comfortable setting. We have now for the fourth time this summer decided to drink coffee at Starbucks.

21.53 Just before the mall closed we slipped out of the doors.

22.56 The visit to Tunjungan Plaza ended at the shop we saw before, ”Ranch Market, it's a balanced life." We bought drinks for the evening and something to chew on during tomorrow's long trip. On the way back to the hotel we stopped at an amazing fountain that flashed in different colours. Patricia's treatment and medication has done wonders with Christer's health. He's doing just fine now.

Tunjungan Plaza, Surabaya.

Christer is enjoying a delicious dinner at Pandan Village.

Christer gets a new name at every Starbucks visit. Tonight it is Cryst written on the mug.

Wednesday 17th of July

06.35 It's a little cool in the room and I would not say no to more sleep. We could change the air conditioner and make it a little warmer. But our travel plan will fail if I go back to sleep now.

07.45 Today we were offered exactly the kind of breakfast that I had hoped for. It was varied and filling. At the breakfast room a Chinese man spoke very loud. Could it be that he wanted to be a speaker or did he just had bad hearing? Now we will soon travel on. Surabaya is a big city and worth a longer visit but on this trip it only becomes an overnight place before the next adventure.

08.38 We went smoothly with a blue taxi to Surabaya Gubeng, the railway station Gubeng here in Surabaya. Here we are now in the Executive Lounge and are waiting for our train. Well, it will not come here but at the platforms out there. We can sit here because that the tickets which Patricia has bought earlier this year simply give us access to this area. All the tourists sitting on benches outside in the heat probably do not know about this fact. We will not tell them either. The reason for this tourist accumulation is that tourists pass through here on their way from Jakarta to Bali.

09.11 A so-so ten minutes late, our train arrived and then left the station here in Surabaya. Now starts a journey that after three forms of transport will take us to a new city, a new island and a different time zone. This will be a really long travel day but we are charged and prepared.

Gubeng station, Surabaya.

Enthusiastic passengers enter the platform.

The train is arriving!

11.51 There are green slopes on both sides of the train. In the aisle there is people walking offering food and drinks. We have soon been on the rails for three hours. It is still a long way to go before we can wrestle with the pillows. Now, we suddenly stopped. I can’t see any station. All I see is a woman with a scarf on her head. She sits on some pieces of rails.

12.08 It was an oncoming train that was the reason for the stop. The stop was made at the station in Randuagung.

12.28 Tanggul is the name of the station we just left behind. Two smiling boys are walking through the aisle. One of them is carrying a black plastic bag. The boys collect trash and garbage.

14.29 A mountain with sloping sides and a flattened top appears to the left of me and the train. It is the epitome of a volcano but I do not think it is one.

15.40 The train has stopped at the end station Banyuwangi Baru. Here we got off and it’s time for the first vehicle replacement. Fun facts, this is Asia's most southeastern railway station and as far east you can get on the island of Java.

15.44 The change of vehicles is made. We are, after a brief toilet at the railway station, embarked on a bus with poor legroom. Me and my backpack takes up one seat each. Now we are waiting for the bus to take us forward on this day-long journey east.

After nearly a seven-hour train trip, we arrived to Banyuwangi.

Some Dutch and Australian tourists have problems. Patricia is acting interpreter.

16.02 The bus made a short trip to the port area. From here the ferry leaves from Java to Bali. Three young white men, two Dutch and one Australian have been discussing and gesticulating with some uniformed Indonesian men. The tourists do want to go with our bus and the ferry. The bus is a part of the journey for those who bought a ticket from Surabaya all the way to Denpasar in Bali. It is doubtful if the gentlemen out there have paid for it. Patricia has stepped out to help with the problem and right now act as an interpreter outside the bus window.

16.24 Some of the guys wanted to go to another place than what we want to go to. They had intended to go to a small town in western Bali and were allowed on the bus. The Australian was upset at the poor service and how they had been treated. He uttered something stupid and racist like ”they expect us to treat them as equals but they treat us like shit". Patricia voluntarily chose to help but did not get any thanks back. Some people do not deserve help.

16.29 Our bus has come on board, on board a small vehicle ferry that will take us to a new island.

16.52 I've been up on the upper deck for air and to take a picture of the beautiful sunset.

17.00 Christer just made an attempt to catch the sunset. Our journey forward has stalled. We stand still and are bobbing on the waves. It is possible that the ferry stops when the waves are too strong.

17.22 We started to move again. Now a port appeared on the starboard side.

TIME ZONE CHANGE

18.34 The bus with us aboard has rolled ashore on the island of Bali, the town Gilimanuk and into another time zone. Here, Patricia and the other Indonesians just stepped out to show their ID documents. We foreigners are quietly sitting here. Wait, now the bus started to drive. Will the Indonesians be left here?

18.46 The Indonesians are back in the bus and we are on the road again. It's getting dark out there.

A beautiful sunset was enjoyed during the ferry journey from Banyuwangi to Gilimanuk.

The volcano Gunung Merapi is visible in the background.

20.40 The bus has stopped. The driver claims that some will get off but they have changed their minds. It is the two Dutch guys who now apparently changed their minds. Patricia had helped and clearly explained to the bus driver were the guys wanted to get off. Now, when we reached where they wanted to go their newfound Australian friends are very upset that ”they planned to leave you here in the middle of nowhere." They have during most of the trip complained about how badly treated they´ve been and the Australian has constantly bragged about his travels and about everything he knows about Bali. His German girlfriend whines like a baby about how hungry she is. It will be nice to get out of this bus.

21.00 Christer has discovered that it is, according to a sign on a guide post, nine kilometers to something. The question is what the distance was referring to. The traffic in our direction of travel is standing still. Something seems to have happened.

21.10 We stood still due to a car accident. We hope no one is seriously injured.

21.24 Hooray, we are rolling again. I want to arrive. The complaining gang has loudly expressed their views. They talk bad about everything Indonesian and do not understand how the bus could stand still for so long. Hmm, there are probably some Indonesians on board who speak English. We admire their calm reactions.

22.11 It's a touch of Sumatra in the traffic and the travel pace here in Bali. The compact dark and the whining behind us make the journey really tough. I understand from one who talked to the driver, that it is still an hour left of the journey.

22.45 There has been a stop at a Pertamina petrol station. Here the passengers and bus will probably be filled with what is required. Some have gone to get rid of something. The hungry German girl is out of the bus to buy something edible.

22.52 Patricia has brought us welcome news. Only ten minutes remains, ten minutes as soon as we got started again.

23.09 It was just a short ride left. We left the bus at the new bus terminal in Mengwi (in the outskirts of Denpasar) and Patricia is now negotiating with a taxi driver about the price of a carriage where we're going. The driver requires a much higher price than we expected but we are far from the center and the hour is late. We must accept the tariff from the taxi.

23.55 We first made a stop at KFC and arranged with take-away food. Then we were driven to our next home. We are in Denpasar, capital of Bali and in a villa belonging to Patricia's aunt Lilian. This suits us just fine. It is a fantastic house. Now it's dinner, a very late dinner. A very long travel day is almost over.

We will sleep three nights in this room.

Thursday 18th of July

00.55 It's finally time to sleep. We will borrow a girl's room that is not used for now. It has a larger bed and a small bed on the floor. Best of all is that we have access to a fresh bathroom. Our room is on the 1st floor of this big house.

07.52 It is morning after a good night's sleep. Before we went to sleep for the night yesterday we had some time to notice that it shone stars in the ceiling. There was no brain breakdowns, it is where the stars of something luminous, fluorescent materials. Today we'll get to know Denpasar and Bali a bit better.

08.36 Christer and I have got ourselves in some order. We sit in a beige sofa in the main villa. Our tour of the house has just been completed. It has large bright rooms inside and a pool outside. Here we enjoy, feel good and reload. Remember, this luxury is completely free, thanks Patricia and thanks Aunt Lilian!

08.48 Patricia has tiptoed down to us. She had knocked on and waited outside the door to our room without hearing any signs of life. Now we will soon go out to get breakfast. We hear the roosters’ crow.

09.36 We went out and sat by the pool outside the house. Here we have eaten our breakfast. There was coffee, banana snacks that were here already, Christer's last slices of bread from yesterday and three mint tablets that I offered.

This beautiful house is our home a few days.

It´s soon time for breakfast by the pool.

Peter is making plans for our first day in Bali.

10.06 Aunt Lilian has visited us and offered us a Balinese breakfast today and a private chauffeur for our trip tomorrow. Today, he unfortunately is occupied. He has a mission to drive around an Australian priest. Today it's just a short ride to a shopping mall and then we can walk freely in this city.

10.34 Aunt Lilian has told us that a breakfast without rice is no real breakfast. Now she is preparing the meal, the real breakfast in Balinese style.

11.07 Breakfast II, or we can call it brunch was really good. The film feature on Christer's cell phone malfunctions so unfortunately nothing of this precious moment could be documented.

11.34 It is time to get ready to run with the driver out in Denpasar bustling traffic. Our driver is called Nile. Lilian and her family have a business in the textile industry. They have employees that take care of the house and also have access to the drivers that are now available to us.

We did some shopping at the souvenir centre Erlangga 2.

Baithani Church, Denpasar.

Walking through Bali´s "capital", Denpasar.

Vodka bottles are being used in new ways in Denpasar.

Watch where you put your feet. On the sidewalk, there can be these kinds of offerings.

Offerings on an altar, a common sight on hindu Bali.

11.46 Our driver dropped us off at a big souvenir shop, Erlangga 2. Here is everything you can imagine and then some more when it comes to souvenirs from Bali. We should be able to find something here.

12.17 After shopping some t-shirts, we are now ready to see more of the city. We found T-shirts with the Starbucks badge on and we also bought gifts for a nephew each, a t-shirt with a picture of a crocodile biting its own tail. The prices are good here and there is a lot to look at.

12.25 Patricia has asked for directions a few times and been told that we are heading in the right direction but it is a long way to the shopping mall we are supposed to eat lunch at and look for postcard in.

12.37 Most of the rest of Indonesia is muslim but Bali has its own version of hinduism. They believe in spirits and worship; nature, rocks, rivers and trees. Hindu ideas have interfered with the traditional religion to its own Balinese flavour. Religion and culture are seen everywhere through a multitude of temples, altars and idols. On the sidewalk and inside the workplace are small sacrifices outsourced to keep the spirit world in a good mood. It's important not to step on them when you are out walking.

12.56 We have navigated us to the Ramayana Bali Mall or Mal Bali. On the way we passed some persons sitting down. They make hand woven small bowls of banana leaves tears. Others we saw were those dishes filled with food offerings. We saw them both on the sidewalk and even in small altars. On some shelves at a sidewalk stood several Absolut Vodka bottles. The only fire water contained in them was petrol. The last thing that made me react was when we passed the Hotel Viking.

Ramayana Bali Mall.

One of many Indonesian shopping malls we´ve seen this summer.

13.38 After walking around the mall without finding anything particularly interesting, we went to the juice bar MM Juice on the entrance floor. Now we ordered a glass of juice each. We will test the star fruit juice this time. Other good news is the fact that the film function on Christer's cell phone work again.

15.07 We paid a visit to Robinson Supermarket for necessary purchases and refreshments for the afternoon's laziness at the pool. We then took a taxi home. Here in the luxury villa, we have dipped our feet in the pool. Then we stepped up again I slipped on the stone floor. The result was a slow fall and a landing on the butt.

15.56 Well, here, things happen. I have taken a dip in the pool. Now Christer and Patricia are soaked in it. In the sky appears a number of large kites against the blue sky and even the moon appear. In addition, the door to our room bathroom has mysteriously deadlocked. In there, we have various fashion garments hanging. We have to wait until tonight before someone with a key can fix it all.

17.06 Now we finished swimming. This is for tor today, at least for now. It's great having access to a pool, especially when it's so big that you can take some strokes too.

Patricia and Christer returns after today's tour of Denpasar.

Christer is relaxing in the pool.

18.57 Our grand plans to cook our own dinner tonight have come to naught. Here in the house we are missing salt, pepper and other spices. Furthermore, there are no pots or pans as far as we can see. The food is prepared by the house staff. We can not access to their part of the house.

21.02 I was slightly wrong a bit earlier. There are some pots and pans! We have now been out on a night hike, dismissed the nearby small restaurants and instead bought pasta, different kinds of meatballs and sausage in a local grocery store. Even breakfast is purchased. This will be great. My friends are working in the kitchen while I sit here and write.

21.55 The pasta and meatballs stands and steam on the table. A really late dinner waiting. It will be topped with the ingestion of a malaria tablet. The malaria risk in Bali is minimal, nonexistent, but we will prepare us for the next islands.

23.50 The food was good and filling. Now we are sitting on Christer’s bed and watch clips from the wonderful Fawlty Towers. In addition, one of the staff locked up our bathroom door. Connections are unfortunately a bit weak to Patricia's tablet and also the BBC has seen to it that the whole episode of the series may no longer be on YouTube. We may seek further later in the trip.

The fruit salak is also known as "snakefruit" because of its skin.

An uninvited guest turned up during dinner.

Friday 19th of July

07.22 The night's big news appeared at half past one. The bathroom door locked again. I had to seek the facility on the ground floor for my nightly needs. The morning shower has just been completed by the pool. I have dreamt that we sat in a restaurant. Christer and I ordered the specialty. We got mixed meat with insects, including a thirty centimeters long green centipede. Now we return to what is happening for real.

08.07 The water surface of the pool is completely calm and smooth. The sun tries to reflect itself in the shiny surface. The surface of the breakfast drink is smooth as well. The surface will soon be broken.

09.32 Patricia has cooked a delicious breakfast for us and herself. Now, the bellies full and our minds are open. There will be an outing with pre-ordered driver Sikun, he who drove a priest from Australia yesterday. The bathroom door is re-opened. Now we have a private key in case the door would go into lock again. Good!

10.15 The driver has stepped out to lock the gate. Our excursion to Ubud is about to begin. Ubud is a popular tourist destination that is centrally located in Bali, far from the sea and beach. Those travelling to Ubud do so for more genuine culture, religion, temples and nature experiences than bath and party.

This happy group of people are on their way to the sea for a religious ceremony.

Peter notes that he has arrived to Ubud.

10.32 We just passed a house with adorned front and some people dressed in white. It was a wedding there. We are still in the metropolitan area of Denpasar. The journey continues to the north.

10.44 Now we see more people dressed in white. These are standing on the platform of a big truck. They are, according to our driver and interpreted by Patricia, on their way to the sea to leave offerings.

11.15 We have arrived at the Sacred Monkey Forest (http://www.monkeyforestubud.com) in Padangtegal, a village outside Ubud. A monkey passed just as I stepped out of the car. There are plenty of tourists here. The monkeys are crab-eating macaques.

11.22 We have redeemed us to the monkey forest and carefully read the warning signs that warn that the monkeys like to steal glasses and food from visitors.

11.35 Now we're deep in The secret Monkey Forest Sanctuary. Here is as the name implies monkeys. There are monkeys in all sorts of sizes. Right next to me are the temples, Pura Dalem Agung Padangtegal.

The forest is home for the long-tailed macaques.

This path leads through Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary.

Christer is taking photos of the fantastic temples here.

Christer is surrounded by Balinese hindu heritage.

Walking along a beautiful gorge.

Interesting fruits, or are they berries?

A nice macaque said thank you for the visit.

12.04 We're at the Sacred Well temples. It is so quiet and peaceful here. The temples, the water and the trees are surrounding and hugging everything and everyone here. The monkey forest has plenty of tourists on this day, and various languages have been heard, among others Danish, Dutch, German, French, English and even Swedish.

12.11 We have walked along a ravine and followed a small stream. On the slopes above us are monkeys swinging around in all possible and impossible directions. Down here in the shadow the sun's rays may struggle to get here.

12.17 The quiet was disturbed by a commotion of a Korean family. A crying child broke the silence and angry adults struck a monkey with a stick. Had the monkey frightened the child? Why didn´t they leave monkey in peace? They’re supposed to be protected here.

12.30 The temple- and monkey area is left. Now we have made other necessary tourist thing. We have been looking for souvenirs and bought postcards in some small shops just outside the monkey forest entrance.

13.03 Our driver drove us the short distance to the center of Ubud. The city has everything that a tourist area usually has, such as souvenir shops, travel agencies, restaurants with Indian, Italian and American cuisine. Here in Ubud, we have taken photos of the Hindu temple Pura Agung Marajan. Now we are at the old palace area. The local royal family still lives here.

Ubud

The entrance to the area where Ubud Palace and Puri Saren Agung is located.

We are having pig lunch at Babi Guling Ibu Oka.

Ganesha is popular in Ubud.

14.12 Now we have been "real" tourists. Dollar has been exchanged and stamps are purchased. At the moment we landed for lunch at Babi Guling Ibu Oka, a famous restaurant that has a constant stream of visiting tourists and other guests. Christer and I have ordered their specialty. However, we should not drink marquiza (passion fruit) since they are out of that juice. Wait how was it with the dream?

14.42 Now we have been eaten rice and pork. The meat was cooked in various forms and from different parts of the animal. Something that was offered was the skin. It was deep fried and crispy. Now I wait for my coffee.

15.20 The lunch ended and we found our vehicle. When we were driven along the main street Christer told Patricia that a German couple just walked past. When she asked how he could know that they were Germans Christer told that it was possible to look at the bone structure. Patricia looked really surprised before she realized that he had seen them earlier today and heard them speak German.

15.47 We made a stop for a break at Rice Terrace Café. Here we can see the rice grown in terraces. It is amazing to behold, really beautiful and well made. We are in the village Tegallalang northeast of Ubud. Soon we will sit down at one of the tables here at Rice Terrace Café. However, many are reserved. This is one of those days when you need to refresh yourself often and indulge breaks.

16.02 It was a nice coffee break with fantastic views. We also studied the various spiders which spun their nets right next to our table.

16.47 The journey home has begun. We recently saw a lady who kept her right hand on a green basket as she balanced it on her head. The left hand was holding a cell phone. Talk about old meets new here.

We made a short stop at the popular Rice Terrace Café.

The magnificent view of the terraced rice fields in Tegallalang.

Christer in front of a typical Bali view.

17.50 Dusk falls. We have taken us from Ubud to the coast and are near Sanur where we'll stay later in the trip. Our driver, Sikun, have stopped the car and it is idling. He stepped out of the car to go and pray in a mosque. It will be a quickie. In the meantime, we are planning tonight's continuing activities. Big thanks to our patient and talented driver who despite fasting during Ramadan carried out his mission with flying colours today. We’ll give him some extra money then.

19.11 The journey has moved on to the main tourist area in Bali, Kuta. We got out, had to go through the metal detector and are now inside the mall Beachwalk. Here we are at the restaurant Pepper Lunch. We are here to eat dinner.

20.44 Our dinner was enjoyed with a great culinary feeling. The foods were served in sizzling iron pots. Pepper Lunch is a chain that started in Japan and is now available throughout East Asia.

21.24 After dinner we went down to the grocery store in the basement. All information was in English and there were plenty of imported European fancy products. Can not the tourists do without these? On the way back we cut through a parking garage. There was a man who blew in a whistle. Once back at the villa, we just met Patricia's cousin, Arlini,

22.39 Now we are reading about the upcoming destination, Dili and the upcoming country, East Timor. Tomorrow will be an early day. We’re supposed to go abroad. It was a while ago.

Dinner at Pepper Lunch.