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January 2, 2008 Selamat Tahun Baru! Happy New Year! So it’s our first New Year outside of the
January 3, 2008 I Miss Our Maid. I cannot even begin to tell you the amount of maid-withdrawal I am going through. I’ve had to do laundry every day for two weeks. Eric’s been on dish-duty and however diligent he may be, it’s still a losing battle. Now the spice cabinet is no longer alphabetically organized (gasp!), and the shoes have conspired, multiplied, and are threatening to take over the livingroom in a hostile coup. My jeans were wrinkled today when I put them on, almost sending me into hysterics (okay, slight exaggeration). By tomorrow I won’t even be able to find matching socks. Pleeeeease come back from vacation, Sara! We’re falling apart without you!
January 4, 2008
What I Learned in Indonesian Language Class Today After taking a three-month hiatus from language class, I have begun to attend again, and have discovered that I have forgotten everything but the very first two months’ worth of classes. My teacher is nice enough to review. Because my boss and I are the only people in class, that is somewhat critical to the success of the class. And unfortunately, we had to review how to pronounce “menyenankan” AGAIN, because I still can not say that word. I’d hate to hear what it must sound like to an Indonesian. I know my teacher laughs every time I try to say that one. But she also threw in a few new things here and there today. Like we learned that when comparing two things, there is no “less than” type of comparison. Only that one thing is “more than” another. So if you’re feeling pessimistic about something, too bad. That cup is always half-full, my friend…at least in
January 5, 2008 For those who may be getting the mid-winter blues, and are stuck in the land of white and brown, we bring you a little something to brighten your day. There's more on the photos page. Oh, and nya-nya nya nya nya-nyaaaa!
January 8, 2008 Rainforest Mist - the sun peaked out just long enough this afternoon to let me take a couple of pictures from our balcony, and capture an spectrum of green.
January 11, 2008 Sitting in Hong Kong After sitting in the heat of Timika and Bali waiting to board planes, it's nice to fly in to a really modern airport, that has air conditioning and showers. This picture was earlier today, while waiting in the Timika airport, after a frantic morning of work (yes, we actually showed up for about 3 hours this morning...way too early...zzzzzzzzzz.).
I tried to take a few pictures on the New-Dehli-style-bus-ride from the terminal to the plane in Timika. They didn't turn out very well because the road was bumpy. I did manage to get one of our plane.
And we got to see the top of the volcano on Bali as we were decending into the airport.
Time to think about going to our gate for the long flight back. Ta-ta for now.
January 21,2007 How cold is it? It’s so cold that… We’re braving cutting snow crystals that are being blown like glass shards into any skin that’s remotely peeking out of scarves, hats, mittens, and three layers of clothing that make me resemble The Michelin Man. Our travel agent must have sent us somewhere near the Arctic Circle. Oh, wait. My mistake. We’re in Eric philosophically asked if there were some way to tell how cold it was without looking at a thermometer. Because I grew up here, I told him I have already figured this out through my many years of having to walk home from school EVERY DAY, even in blizzards when everyone else’s parents came to pick them up. It goes something like this:
This evening was nose-hair-freezing, and upon checking the temperature on a bank sign, yep, it was -12 degrees (yes, that is Fahrenheit). I’m loving heated car seats and my Norwegian wool sweater right now, but what I love most of all is that I’m still not sweating. Maybe I’ll even have an ice cream cone to ensure that that will not happen.
January 22 Things I have had to refamiliarize myself with on this trip: The wonders of Chapstick Reasons why I hate wearing high heels Hot Chocolate Static electricity...OW!
Saturday, January 26 Earlier “today” (meaning, I have no idea what time zone that transition actually occurred in but happened sometime before “now”), I was feeling somewhat sad about traveling back to my little bubble of reality after a few days of shopping, eating at Chipotle’s Mexican Grille and visiting Starbucks too many times to count. I just wanted to keep on shopping and eating, instead of having to go back to work. But then we got to Saturday night To Lorna: I was sipping orange coffee under the Sunday January 27, 2008 You know how it feels when you first wake up in the morning, and you can still sort of remember that dream and you’re not sure if it was real or not? That fuzzy feeling of dreaminess is what being in
January 28, 2008 There’s no place like home. After our long flight back to Asia, then relaxing a day in Yes, I KNOW these are delicacies. But really, “delicacy” is just a fancy word for “something no one in their right mind would eat”. Let’s break it down. Delicacy comes from DELICATE, meaning WEAK. There. See? It WEAKLY qualifies as a food; food that barely makes it on to the food chain, and will soon slump off…for good reason. In summary: I will not eat that. Now, if they would just grind it all up, make it into hot dogs, and not include the list of contents on the packaging, perhaps I would. J I walk a fine line. |
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