07.50 It's morning in Padang and Havilla Maranatha Hotel. On this very day 237 years ago some gentlemen in Philadelphia wrote on a paper which have become well known and is the basis for the 4th of July celebrations in the United States. Today a man on a hotel bed in Padang is writing on a different paper. I do not think this will have the same impact, but we'll see.

08.38 Today's breakfast was served outdoors in front of the hotel entrance. Next to us there is a small artificial waterfall.

09.20 With the day's first meals in our interiors we´re ready to plan the day. There is no panic to get out. Out there it´s overcast and rain in the air, no, now it even falls through the air.

10.44 The rain has stopped and we left the room and the hotel. A minibus passed as we came out of the hotel. Out of the open door hung three boys, young men who wanted us to go with them. We said no and now we are in the internet cafe Putra Net for some surfing. We will update us on what's happening back home and we will also get us in touch with Patricia Winataatmadja who will meet us in Jakarta and then travel with us for much of the trip.

Peter is attacking the breakfast buffet.

Our hotel in Padang, Havilla Maranatha.

Coca Cola remembers the holy month of Ramadan.

11.23 The internet surfing has taught us about a military coup in Egypt with a deposed president Mursi, that Belgium's King Albert II has abdicated and that Jerzy Janowicz as first Pole ever reached a Grand Slam semifinal in tennis (Wimbledon).

11.54 There was a little error as we tried to enter the tourist information. We started by going into a police station that was in the same building. Then it went better. Now, with a newly received city map are we down in the Indian Ocean. It was a while ago, since we seriously saw this water mass. Sure, we saw it the other day but it was through a window. Between the beach and the road are numerous market stalls. There are for example eggs with bright pistage green shells. There are also plenty of signs showing evacuation routes if there is a tsunami.

12.26 On the way home we went through the old colonial district. It was hit by an earthquake in 2004 but we hopes to see something interesting. The only thing we found was a harbour with local small fishing boats. Now we are back in room 206. Outside it is a call to prayer, inside it is neither prayer or cleaned yet.

12.34 Upon reflection and after a map look, I will revise my last note. One, we never reached the colonial district; we turned before we reached it. Two, it was not a call to prayer that was heard but another sound from inside the mosque. What about the time? It was true. Now we drink apple- and guava juice. Soon we'll see more of the city.

13.18 We walked back to the coastal area and the street that follows the beach, Jalan Samudra. We have also found a potential place for dinner tonight but the restaurant where we planned to eat lunch was closed, under renovation. We just have to stroll further and hope that another good option pops up.

Cheap and interesting food is being sold along Jalan Muara.

In Padang, there is a sand beach close to the city center.

Christer in front of the Indian Ocean´s waves.

Basic fishing boats in Padang.

Sumatra was hit hard by the tsunami in 2004. Today these signs are everywhere.

We discovered a beautiful minaret.

13.41 We have photographed the sea, a beautiful minaret and met children who shouted cheerfully after us. We have not found any lunch restaurant of our liking.

14.10 Now we have seen more of the city. It's quiet in the streets and very easy to walk compared to previous Indonesian cities on the trip. It's something we appreciate. Now it will be lunch at D' Cost Seafood. Our orders were taken up by the waitress Risky. She keyed in our order on a cell phone like device. The restaurant is located at the top of the shopping mall, Plaza Andalas. The gurami fish Christer first ordered was out of stock. It will be good to finally eat.

14.53 Our lunch ended and we treated us with a big cup of black coffee at Mokko Factory, a café in the ground floor of the mall.

15.39 On the streets happy people are cheering at us. An English teacher from a small town near the National Park Kerenci talked with us for a while. He was happy to use his English skills for a while. Now it's good to be home in the room. The fact that it is cleaned up and we got soaps is a plus. However, it feels a little disconcerting to see cracks in the walls here. Possibly they arose during the earthquake in 2009, a tragedy which killed over 1,000 people here. Now we are planning for the evening ahead.

16.54 It's cool, quiet and nice in our room. No given evening plans are completed. We´ll see what happens. It's vacation after all.

17.44 Our plans to take photos of the sunset along the Indian Ocean have come to nothing. It's raining considerably. We don’t want to take pictures in the rain. If it rains, we will become wet. Also, I have a feeling that it is tough to take pictures of the sunset due to the clouds.

Plaza Andalas, also known as Ramayana Mall.

Christer is having lunch at D´Cost.

Peter is enjoying real black coffee at Mokko Factory.

A car with a Manchester City-theme was found outside Plaza Andalas.

We are walking slowly along the quiet streets in downtown Padang.

18.47 Rain or not, we have to go out and have dinner. We will have to fold up our umbrellas, avoid the puddles and leave.

19.33 We're at Nelayan Restaurant on Jalan Samudra. The walk here was a struggle, it was windy, raining and there were puddles everywhere. Red snapper in lemon butter and peppery crab, that’s our last dinners here in Padang and also on Sumatra. The fish and seafood we were offered was rolled out on a wagon and a man was holding the crab. We had to point out what we wanted.

19.54 While waiting for dinner to come we are invited to entertainment. A woman sings for the guests who ignored the rain and made it here.

21.13 It tasted and it costs! I do not care! Sure, my crab dish cost at least ten times more than any previous dishes on this trip. The price for the crabs was 309,600 rupiah, or just over US$30. But the dish was really good. Christer´s fish (he got a big fish of about 1 kilo) was slightly cheaper but still very expensive to be in Indonesia. It was a wet walk home. The streets were covered with a small inland sea of water. It was quite impossible to get home dry tonight.

22.17 Significantly poorer and more wet, we are in the room and take it easy.

22.54 We have eaten coconut cake and we have been drinking some coffee here in the room. Most recently we have been talking about Ian Rankin´s books about policeman John Rebus. We are trying to remember events and incidents in the 17 books about him that we have read since our summer trip 2008. Now we crawl under our covers. Good night!

This is the "menu" at Nelayan Restaurant. Christes s fish is the red snapper to the left.

Friday 5th of July

07.19 The wet clothes from the walk last evening are dry. I am following this example after a refreshing morning shower. Our time on Sumatra starts to come to an end. It is now two weeks since it all began and yet, many days and events remain here in Indonesia.

08.52 Now the stay in this room and hotel will come to an end. It has been really comfortable beds. The mattresses are enormously thick. Unfortunately, the room is quite small.

09.33 Now we have left the key and also the remote control for the air condition. The latter since it was out of batteries and therefore it was not possible to turn off the air conditioning. The previous since we have checked out. Now, here comes the ordered taxi.

10.34 We listened to music on the way to the airport. There was music from Queen, Scorpions, Roxette and Bryan Adams. I thanked the driver for his driving but also for the music. Here we are waiting for our turn to check in here at Minangkabau International Airport. We are 23 km northwest of Padang.

11.13 We have sat down for a little break between check-in and the gates. A short distance away is a young man with a cell phone and a cigarette. The smoke and stench are reaching us.

Minangkabau International Airport.

Christer is doing what you often do at airports, wait.

12.02 Airport tax, departure tax, or what ever it is called, costing 35 000 rupiah is paid. Now we are sitting down and wait for information about which gate we should proceed to.

12.55 Now we boarded our flight with Lion Air (http://www.lionair.co.id) to Jakarta. We sit on seats 17 E and F. There is no row 13 or 14 on this flight.

15.22 We were seated at the emergency exit so the small backpacks went up on the shelf above and with my backpack followed the diary. In the seat pocket in front of us there was a folder with flying suit prayers for Muslims, Protestants, Catholics, Hindus, Buddhists and Khanghucu, can it be Confucianists? Now we are waiting at the baggage carousels here at Soekarno Hatta International Airport about 20 km west of Jakarta, Indonesia's capital. After we got our backpacks, we hope to gain access to money. Most of our cash disappeared during yesterday's fish and crab dinner.

15.51 We waited and waited at the carousel B2. Suddenly Christer saw his backpack on a luggage trolley at the carousel B3. We went there and pretty soon even came my backpack occupants on B3. What did it do on B3 when it said B2 on all monitors? Why would a man from the staff put Christer’s backpack on a luggage cart? Now we have met Christer's friend Patricia and her friend Imelda. Patricia is here to meet us and Imelda has just arrived on a flight from Taiwan. She works in the travel industry. At the ATM at the airport, I pressed the wrong button and got information in Indonesian instead of English and it took more time. The four of us are now in a taxi on the way to Jakarta. Patricia offers cold orange drinks, ice coffee and brownies.

16.07 We have a great time in the car even though it is slow traffic. We talk about what happened on the trip so far and shocked our Indonesian friends telling what we paid for dinner yesterday. Christer and Patricia got to know each other through the website Interpals and she has since followed our travel journals on resedagboken.cc. Now she has offered to guide us and travel with us here on Java and also in Bali. It’ll be nice and interesting.

16.24 We drive at a good speed, then we slow down, stop before we re-accelerate. So we are not the only ones who want to enter to Jakarta. According to a sign it remains 21 kilometers and 600 meters to something. I assume and hope that it is referred to Jakarta.

Traffic is at a standstill, not uncommon in Java.

We are approaching the huge city Jakarta.

17.08 According to our driver, it has gone incredibly quick, unexpectedly easy to get around in traffic. Now we are near the Hotel Indonesia, the city's oldest hotel but not our home. There is a rule/law in the city that says you must be at least three people in a car on some of the streets. This is intended to reduce congestion, reduce number of cars. A few people are standing on the side of the road and offer to go in and fill out the number of passengers for a small amount of money. If you are just two of the vehicle and pick one up all is legal. A new profession, a new way to get money has occurred.

17.56 Our skilled driver drove us to our pre-booked accommodation Citi Residence (http://www.citiresidence.com), right in the center of this huge city. Here we stay in room 102, right near the front desk. It's a wet spot on the floor room, unclear how it got there.

18.13 We have made the most necessary things, refreshed ourselves, put our luggage in the room and learned what we should know about this accommodation. Now we´ll continue the evening with other activities, among others dinner.

18.27 Now we're ready to go by car again. Imelda has pointed out that we look similar to the governor of Jakarta. She claims that our shirts are reminiscent of the ones the city’s popular governor always wears.

18.53 We continued through the city center and Christer, Patricia and I got out. Imelda went on to her further transportation home to Bandung. We're at the mall Grand Indonesia Mall (http://www.grand-indonesia.com). We will have dinner at Warung Leko. New juices must be tested here, kedondong (Amarelle) and terung belanda (tamarillo).

Christer and Peter under a tree inside Grand Indonesia Mall.

Yet another colorful cow will figure in a travel journal.

Patricia looks forward to travel with us in Indonesia.

Time for evening coffee of good quality.

19.31 My mussels and rice was delicious. The sauce to Patricia’s ribs was really spicy.

20.12 Now we have eaten our last malaria pills for a while. Malaria is not to be found here on Java so here we take a break in our pill taking. We are now on our first Starbucks Coffee in Indonesia. We are still in Grand Indonesia Mall. This is the fourth new Starbucks country this year. I wonder if it stays there. This is our first Java on Java ever.

21.20 There has been a stop at the bottom of the mall and the store/restaurant Food Hall. Christer and I will buy orange juice. Patricia offers us pieces of guava. Christer and I like the taste but apparently something is wrong so now they have been replaced with pineapple chunks instead.

22.11 Patricia's brother volunteered, picked us up and drove home Christer and me to Citi Residence. Now we have arranged with a remote control for air conditioning. From now flows cold air and white condensation. The muddy stain remains, mysterious.

22.59 It was recently a knock on the door and I opened. There was an Asian, a man with Chinese features. He wondered how many remotes we had. We have one for the TV and another for the channel box I replied. What about the controls for the air conditioning, then? And I said, the one we just picked the reception. I promised to check if there was a second control room. The man in question was Rudy, the owner of this accommodation. In thehe Wimbledon tennis semi-final Novak Djokovic leads 2-1 in sets and it is 4-4 in the tiebreak of the fourth set.

23:10 Djokovic won two balls and had 6-4 and two match points. Then the Argentine Juan Martin Del Potro won four straight balls and now it will be a fifth set. In the ladies final tomorrow Sabine Lisicki will meet Marion Bartoli.

Christer will try some soursop juice.

Saturday 6th of July

08.11 It's a new morning in a new capital. Jakarta is the eighty first capital, the forty-first outside Europe I keep a travel journal in. Today we will see more of the city, both ourselves and also with Patricia as a guide.

09.08 BBC News reports about twelve dead in Alexandria and three dead in Cairo due to the unrest following the deposition of president Mursi. The news coverage began with a call to prayer. Why is this often done if it is a report from the muslim world? Why don’t news reports from Christian countries start with church bells?

10.01 The planned breakfast at the Starbucks cafe a bit away from the accommodation is cancelled since the café isn’t open. It looked completely died out. Is it an ex-Starbucks? Instead, we crossed the street and sat down at the restaurant Waroeng Entjiem Lauw’Tan. They had a sign which said they offered breakfast.

10.53 It was a hearty, nourishing start to the day. The restaurant was cozy, a bit like an American "diner”. We might come back here. All my coins disappeared upon payment. Now we are home in our room again to brush our teeth.

Citi Residence, our home in Jakarta.

We found a perfect breakfast restaurant.

11.51 We are once again out in the bustle of the city. The aim is to familiarize ourselves with our home area and hopefully be able to do some errands. Right now, we are on a footbridge over the busy streets and a dirty waterway. The streets and water are not far from where we live. We are along the main street, avenue, thoroughfare named Jalan Hayam Wuruk on the east side and Jalan Gajah Mada on the west side.

12.02 Pretty soon we realized how huge this city is. We can walk a long time without even having to change street. We walked a bit along Jalan Kaji but soon turned back again.

12.15 We have made it into the calmness and coolness of Gajah Mada Plaza, a shopping arcade. Here, we have been looking for an exchange office and even postcards. It has not been successful. Now we are resting on a marble bench in here and thinking about the next move.

12.49 It's time for yet another meal at D´Cost restaurant. We had just ordered as vegetables, the receipt and our juices, guava and melon arrived. Which glass is now what? We have to smell before we drink.

13.42 My lunch which I thought was oysters with garlic sauce and vegetables turned out to be vegetables with garlic and oyster sauce. On the way home we bought water in a small shop, Lucky. Just as we were about to pay, we realized that we had forgot to buy wet wipes, a necessity in the humid tropical climate. Now we have these life-givers in our possession.

Busway, special buses in a lane of their own has made it easier to get around in Jakarta.

Gajah Mada Plaza, one of the many shopping malls in Jakarta.

Jakarta

Patricia and Christer are ready to travel with Busway.

These small vehicles (bajaj) are polluting the air.

14.08 Patricia has come to our accommodation and room. She lives in Bandung but is now in Jakarta, where she has a part of her family. Now we're going out on new adventures. It sounds like a small child is playing outside of our room.

15.14 With the help of a local bus (busway) with its own line in the traffic and also through using our feet, we got to Old Batavia, the old Dutch colonial parts of Jakarta. Here we have looked at old buildings, bought some postcards in a shop and Christer has been immortalized in photos with two young Indonesian ladies. The trend that we two Europeans are viewed as tourist attractions continues here. We experienced it in Sumatra before.

15.34 Now we're at the Cafe Batavia (http://www.cafebatavia.com), a very famous and unique café/restaurant in a colonial setting. It is located in a house that is built between 1805 and 1850. Below us is the Fatahillah Square that we just walk around on. The building we are in has been a residence, a warehouse and an office. Old Batavia is like most ancient neighborhoods of our world, cozy, charming, and well you get. Batavia is also the old name of Jakarta.

16.04 It is always good to have a good cup of coffee, especially in an environment like this. We can almost see old Dutch colonialists from the 1800´s sit here in their khaki -coloured clothing. I will wait to test Kopi Leak, the world's most exclusive coffee. A cup of this costs around US$12. Christer's sugar bag broke free from Christer’s grip and dived right into the coffee cup.

18.05 Believe it or not, we’re still at the Cafe Batavia. Patricia has brought her Ipad with her. We've checked our Facebook accounts and are watching films based on Astrid Lindgren's books on You Tube. To sit here and look at these typical Swedish clips feels a bit strange to say the least.

Fatahillah Square, the heart of colonial Jakarta.

Christer is experiencing what it is like to be a tourist attraction.

Peter is visiting Café Batavia.

Christer and Peter inside Café Batavia.

Unique bathroom decorations at Café Batavia.

Patricia, Christer and......?

18.44 We finally left Café Batavia and stepped out into the dark tropical night. I just filled out a survey about my time in Jakarta. Both Christer and I received a gift as a thank you. I don’t know what it is. I´ll wait to open it until we get home. After we had received our gifts we looked around the museum Wayam filled with rod puppets, shadow puppets, hand puppets and puppet dolls. Now it's off to the bus that will take us back home.

19.01 The bus ticket home has been bought for 3 500 rupiah, about 30 cent. Now we just wait for the right bus.

19.07 No sooner had I finished writing as the bus arrived. It was a small war when everyone on the platform struggled to get on the bus. We had just got on board as I was asked to step back in the bus. We had entered the front of the bus, a part reserved for the women. My friends followed with me backwards.

19.31 We squeezed ourselves out at the stop at the mall that Christer and I visited earlier today, Gajah Mada Plaza. Getting out of the bus felt like to be toothpaste squeezed out of a tube. Now we ordered dinner at the restaurant Bakmi Naga (http://bakminaga.net) here inside the mall. Christer will test Nasi Goreng with goat meat.

21.46 Our dishes were eaten and we talked a lot. The conversation was disturbed by strange noises along the outside of the window next to us. Patricia asked one of the staff and we were told that ”the building was washed." It has been a really nice day today, but the heat and the air rips on Christer and me. My already weak language skills are deteriorating further. Swedish and Swenglish words woven into the faltering English. The gift we got in Old Batavia was a small shopping bag.

22.36 We are back at Citi Residence, ready for another night here. Tomorrow we will see more of Jakarta.

Dinner at table 24.

Sunday 7th of July

07.17 It's morning in our room without windows. Christer just cleared his throat, reached for his bag of candy and will soon hit the shower. Today we'll see more of the giant city of Jakarta. We will although we are efficient, only get to see a fraction of what is to be seen in this city.

08.01 The restaurant Waroeng Entjiem Lauw’Tan shall once again serve us breakfast. The city's bad air has worn on Christer. It may also be that he has a cold. We spoke yesterday that we might be transported in a private vehicle today. Patricia's brother has a driver employed and he may be available. We hope it will be so.

08.37 Now that we are loaded with energy, we will make us ready for the second day in Jakarta. Patricia is back with us in an hour. On the way from breakfast we saw a man sitting on the curb and apparently talked to the cars. Had he inhaled too much exhaust and become one with the vehicles?

09.24 We watch a bit of TV. BBC World News is reporting, among other things, that the suspect terrorist Abu Qatada has been deported from Britain to Jordan, a plane crash in San Francisco and a train of petrochemical cargo that must have derailed in a small town in the state of Quebec, Canada.

09.40 Patricia has arrived here at Citi Residence. It will transport by private car today. We can’t go by car to all the places we want. It is ”Car Free Day” in the central parts of the city.

10.07 There has been a first stop. We are at Gambir train station to check about the train that we’re going with to tomorrow. It's another hot day on the way in this city. Right now we are at a ticket office and are waiting to talk to someone who knows more than we do.

10.13 This was not good news. There are no trains at all tomorrow from this station. At least not where we're going. We have been referred to another station. Apparently, this has changed recently. Our new guide book says you can take the train from Gambir to Bogor.

10.39 At the second station, Juanda, they were kinder. Tickets can be redeemed here for 4,000 rupiah each. The train journey takes twenty minutes. We will now continue our tour of Jakarta.

We are heading to Monas on the enormous Medan Merdeka (Independence Square).

Strange looking tourists?

Christer and Peter in front of the national monument Monas.

Patricia and Peter are having an intellectual conversation.

11.09 We are now at the National Monument Monas and Medan Merdeka (Independence Square), which is the square around the monument. Monas is a 137 meter high column topped by gold leaf. There are plenty of people and vendors (who are, people), here. The square where we wander around is allegedly the largest square in an urban environment.

11.46 We gave up the attempt to buy a ticket and to reach the top of the monument. There were just too many with the same intent. To successfully reach the top you step down into the underworld and then stand in line for an hour or more. We had neither the time nor the inclination to do so. Now we go from the square in a light blue car with numbers MBB 255 and driven by Tarjo BC from the company Blue Bird Group.

12.16 It was a laughter filled taxi ride. The nice driver told in Indonesian about a client who insisted on speaking English to him. The only words that driver knew in English was Yes and No and he used these words as answered everything that was said. How could I understand what we said? Well, Patricia translated into English. I also told the story of the man in Paris who confounded the taximeter and the frequency of the radio and gave the driver a huge tip. Our driver thought this was very funny. He also told us about all the ”fees” he is forced to pay to corrupt police officers in the city as they stop taxis for all sorts of reasons.

12.23 Now that we are back at Grand Indonesia Mall Christer has taken the opportunity to exchange dollars into rupiah. Others that are exchanging are a group of young people who showed up just after us. They all have t-shirts that says "It's time to bloom” on the front and “CISV building global friendship Indonesia” on the back as well as Brazil, Colombia, Germany, Indonesia, Italy, Portugal, Spain, Sweden, 6/22 - 4/7. We talked with one of the girls in the group, an Italian girl.

"Shopping Wonderland" on a sign in the fantastic Grand Indonesia Shopping Town.

Christer and Patricia are enjoying a lunch.

Here there is more than one floor.

12.54 We have been told that the young people from CISV belonged to an international youth fair. Now we are, well not young then, at the restaurant The Taste to taste and eat the food we ordered. It is a quiet and nice restaurant away from the shopping frenzy.

14.13 Our lunch ended with yet another visit to the Food Hall at the bottom of the mall. Now we will eat some more fresh fruit. This time it will be papaya. I thought at first that it was some kind of melon. Fruit is something else that I do not have any great knowledge of.

14.49 We were back in the car that took us to the railway stations and Monas. The driver is back and now we'll see more interesting things. We are lucky to have Patricia with us who is familiar with Jakarta. It is also good that she has arranged with transportation. In such a large city it will take a lot of time if you travel on foot.

15.11 We travel through the south of the city. The best roads require payment and we pass some tolls. My advancing age is being noticed. Now I can not manage to go by car without falling asleep. Big thanks to my wonderful friends who were kind and woke me up.

15.33 We have reached Taman Mini in Jakarta's southeastern outskirts. Taman Mini (http://www.tamanmini.com) is an amusement park, an Indonesia in miniature. It has traditional buildings from across the country, museums, a cable car and more. It is simply an open air museum. First we will drive around the area a bit with the car before we go on by foot.

Taman Mini has typical buildings from all the regions and cultures around Indonesia.

Peter and Patricia just made it across this swinging bridge.

Museum Keprajuritan, the military museum in Taman Mini.

16.14 We have passed many beautiful buildings, recognized the Batak houses from northern Sumatra and familiarized ourselves with other building styles from Indonesia's various regions and cultures. Now we left the car and find ourselves in the courtyard of a castle like building, a military museum (Museum Keprajuritan). Here there are statues of patriots from the country's history and a simpler amphitheater. We got here via a swaying suspension bridge passing two ships that were docked in the artificial lake here.

16.55 Tickets are now bought for 25 000 rupiah per person and now we are lining up to the area's cable car (gondola lift).

17.17 We line up and take us so slowly forward, upward. There is a sloping upward spiral ramp. It is difficult to assess the length of the queue as it winds upward past an unknown number of storeys. We have just learned that it's almost an hour's wait. Sigh!

17.29 We kill time by guessing what colour we will get on the wagon we'll sit in. Patricia has also called and arranged with minibus transportation for us on Tuesday. It was difficult to make because of all the children’s screams echoing between the walls here where we stand.

17.44 The wait is over. Our trailer is white and has number 35. Soon, it will start its tour above ground.

18.00 The tour is almost over. We have had a good view of the buildings here and also over the artificial lake with islands in the shape of the Indonesian archipelago. Our tour was one of this day´s last and coincided with a beautiful sunset.

18.21 The journey back home started. This applies not only to us. There are many cars on the road in the same direction. Taman Mini has just closed for the day.

18.31 It was decided that we will have dinner before we go home. There will be dinner at the restaurant Solaria just outside the Taman Mini area. To order we just wrote down the amount of meals, drinks we wanted on a list where all meals and drinks are included. We have discussed how difficult it can be to judge the age of the people in other countries. Christer's theory disproved this when he accurately guessed our driver's age, 35. He was just one year wrong when it came to the waitress's age, 17 years.

Bring a lot of patience with you when waiting for the cable car trip at Taman Mini.

Time for departure!

You can see Indonesia from above, good geography lesson!

A beautiful journey just before sunset.

20.32 We are back in our room again. We stopped at the store Lucky where we bought some things before we went home. We were again greeted personally by the owner Rudy. We said goodbye to Patricia who will meet us again in Bandung on Tuesday evening. Now it is time for a traditional thing, the tennis final at Wimbledon. This time Novak Djokovic meets Andy Murray. The latter broke the very first one’s serve to 2-1 in the first set. Will there be a Scottish/British winner this year?

21.17 Andy Murray won the first set by 6-4. Now he only needs to win two more. We just realized that two years ago we saw the final during our breakfast in Costa Rica, last year the final became the afternoon's entertainment in Tsumeb, Namibia, and now this year it is evening entertainment in Indonesia.

22.26 Murray turns 1-4 to 7-5 and also win the second set. Now it's close. But tennis is tennis and anything can happen.

22.54 Fox Sports that are broadcasting the tennis has advertised about a new U.S. TV series. A corpse has been found in the middle of the bridge at the border between the U.S. and Mexico. Two police officers are set to investigate the case. The name of the series is ”The Bridge”. Yes, it is an American version of the Swedish - Danish ”The Bridge”. Djokovic has played well in the third set and leads 4-2.

23.26 After four match points and three break points is the tenth game the third set over. Britain has got its first Wimbledon champion on the men's side since 1936. Andy Murray has won. He walked around the audience and thanked his loved ones.

23.42 It is time to sleep and tomorrow morning it's time to say goodbye to Jakarta, a tough city to be in, but a city that you still enjoy. There are few cities in the world which has such nice inhabitants as this city.