Dear everybody,
Some things you can explain after staying here for a while.
For example, why it is quite a safe bet to have a large (public)
swimming pool just for yourself if you make it to go there in the afternoon.
I'll come back to this point later. But other things you will always wonder
about.
I'm talking about finding a parking spot in the city. Traffic is
mostly horrible (why am I always picking world cities without a subway
system?), and you always need to plan sufficient time if you have to be
somewhere at a certain time. But still, when you arrive at your destination,
you will seldom have a problem to find parking, it seems to be readily
available everywhere throughout the city.
It is a miracle and actually a pleasant thing I've never encountered
before in a big (or even small) city. Well, I've tried to partially explain
it with the sometimes very efficient parking methods. Here I'm referring
to something called 'parallel parking': once the official parking spots
are occupied, cars continue to fill up the lanes parallel, as signaled
by the countless parking guards. The trick is to shift the car to neutral
gear before you leave it, so in the event that the car behind wants to
leave earlier, the car in front can just be pushed aside by one of the
guards.
Talking about cars, there's another thing about which I was surprised
already when I arrived here: even though the most common way to obtain
your driving license here is to buy it from the respective government official,
people here in general drive quite well, even though a bit risky at times.
And that also serves as an explanation why you can hardly see any cars
with dents, to the contrary, cars are well maintained and most of them
look fairly new, the only vehicles that are old and rusty are some of the
city buses.
Enough about miracles. Two weeks ago, I was invited to a wedding
party of a friend's aunt, and this was a true cultural experience. It was
a traditional Javanese wedding, so my friend was wearing that fancy (though
uncomfortable) dress and hairstyle and I was wearing traditional Indonesian
batik. My eyes could barely get enough from watching all these different
neat traditional dress, it was a little bit like carnival.
The whole event took place in a rather luxurious atmosphere, in the
Sari Pan Pacific hotel, and the number of people was overwhelming with
1500, yet this is quite common for Indonesian wedding parties where lots
of 'friends of friends' are invited. One guest gave me the estimate that
the groom's and bride's families only know about 20% of the attending people,
which means it was quite an anonymous event.
Just perfect, because the food buffet was extraordinarily large,
so no worries about filling your plates several times. Apart from the food
and the people's dresses, what made the event so special was the room (or
should I say hall). When I entered, I immediately felt like in a fairy
tale, it was exactly how I imagine '1001 Nights'. Lots of golden gardines,
a golden couch, lots of flowers and a traditional Javanese band playing
in the background (the music was horrible, but it sure was one great cultural
experience).
Last weekend, a bunch of us took a weekend trip to Thousand Islands,
which is the group of small islands located north of Jakarta. Usually it
takes about 1-2 hours to get there by boat, depending on which island you
want to visit. However, we decided on the unconventional (and most economical)
way of chartering an old fishing boat, so it took us 5 hours. Now this
trip was something you need to see with your own eyes to believe it.
Suddenly the water became very blue and clear, and the islands are
of incredible beauty best described as paradise. It is without exaggeration
to call this island group 'Mini-Maldives': you will see tons of white sand
beaches everywhere, and the sea is full of beautiful coral reefs and colorful
fish. Also, it is not crowded with tourists. To put it simple: a terrific
weekend trip. Which other nine-million-people-city can boast with a paradise
like this just a doorstep away?
Anyway, when driving back on the street to Jakarta, we saw a funeral
procession. Now what's so special about that? Instead of seeing grieving
and grumpy faces, lots of people were smiling! And another striking thing:
only men participated in the procession. I was told that Muslims believe
that after the dead body is ritually washed, the soul wants to go to heaven
peacefully and therefore the body shall not be confronted with any crying
or grieving. And since women are assumed to be more sentimental than men,
they are not allowed to participate in a funeral procession unless they
promise in advance not to cry.
The learning about a foreign culture is indeed an ongoing process.
But then it makes you happy to be able to explain some things afterwards.
Like the thing with the empty swimming pools if you go there before 5pm.
Of course, being a frequent reader of my mass Emails you know the reason:
Indonesians are very scared of the sun that might make them even darker!
After the trip to the Thousand Islands, my best friend here had to justify
herself for having this beautiful tan now, and my mental support is confined
to calling her 'kaki hitam' (blackfoot).
As you can read, my life here is still full of excitement. This is
one reason why I decided to extend my stay here until the end of the year,
which was approved yesterday by my future employer in Zurich.
Cheers,
Juerg
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