Well I’ve relocated back to the Far East; Indonesia to be
specific. Life has been crazy these past
few weeks. Moving as an expat can be
ridiculously stressful. You don’t feel
at home until your shipment arrives (if you have one). I’ve accepted it as part of my existence as
an expatriate that I will always have a shipment every time I move. It’s really hard to call one’s residence a
home when it’s devoid of personality.
Fortunately, my shipment should arrive in about four weeks.
The city where I live has no stop signs or traffic lights in
the suburban areas. Therefore, traffic
is utterly ridiculous. There are these
random guys who will go out and direct traffic with the expectation that you’ll
grease their palms when they allow you out into the street. A trip that should theoretically take 10
minutes takes up to 45 most days.
I’m still trying to figure out how the money works. Indonesia’s currency is the rupiah, and
apparently 1 USD is worth about 13,362 IDR.
I buy groceries every week and my bill is usually 1 million rupiah, which
is $75.
Yeah, I’m struggling with this.
The good thing is that instead of an apartment, I have a
house. A lovely 4BR/4BA situated in a
community whose name I can’t pronounce.
The house has been shut up since the spring. So when I moved in, I had roommates…and not
the fun kind. Big-ass roaches (or
palmetto bugs) skittering across my floors and hiding in the shadows…y’all, I
let the school know QUICK that somebody had to come and spray. I’m not about that life. Tiny black ants are in love with my front
door (on the outside), so I put some mothballs on the doorstop. Here’s hoping that works because I cannot
deal with ants in my house.
I’ve not had any real Indonesian cuisine yet. There are plenty of restaurants around, but
as of right now, I got my hands full with my new job and when I get home, I’m
too damn tired to go back out. Maybe
next month, I’ll treat myself to some Indonesian food.
The weather is fantastic.
It’s like a breezy 83 degrees almost every day. The equator splits the country in half and I
live in the lower half, 90 minutes from Bali, Singapore, and Malaysia.
The air is sweet and it is extremely relaxing to stand by the Koi pond
and watch the turtles swim with the fish when the breeze comes through. This is 1000X better than the insane desert
heat in Saudi, or the ridiculous humid heat in Shanghai.
Indonesia is a Muslim country, so there are regular calls to
prayer and the native women cover up.
Expats don’t have to, thank God.
You can buy liquor, eat bacon, go to the movies, and walk around in your
shorts and nobody’s gonna say shit to you.
This alone makes me extremely happy.
I promise to do better with my blogging. This year has been hectic in so many
ways. My summer vacation was a lot
shorter than I thought it was gonna be, and I’ve been on the go since I arrived
in Indonesia two weeks ago. It’s a
matter of scheduling and so I’ll have to block off some time so I can get back
to blogging on a regular basis. There’s
so much I want to share with you guys.
Be talking to you soon!
It was great to get an update from you and to hear about Indonesia. Best wishes to you and your new journey.
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