Indonesia
July 2011
Selamat Jiang !
Upon arrival in Indonesia we have our yellow Quarantine flag up and await the arrival of Quarantine, Coast Guard and Immigration. You are not allowed ashore until checked in. Despite being organized with the rally the process was tedious and took the afternoon. They don't have computers so you fill out the forms for each division by hand. And of course they want 5 copies each. And no carbon paper. (do you even remember carbon paper??) Once completing this drill aboard Blaze we went ashore. Upon arrival we were escorted to the immigration office. Now the top dogs who flew in from Jakarta wanted us to repeat the process with them. The Wonders of bureaucracy!! Hours later we are "legal" and Indonesia awaits!
| Village Life |
The local people are shy....but warm up if you speak a bit of Bahasa. (for me that would be limited to Selamant siang -good day. Tolong-please and Terima Kasih-thank you. After that it was all sign language. But the younger kids were eager to practice their english. We attended a dinner put on by Sail Indonesia at the local bar. We were entertained byTraditional Indonesian dance performances, a local meal along
speeches by government officials. Much like their love for " check- in" bureaucracy everyone must give a speech. (in Bahas. ) We met other sailors "spinning yarns" of their sea adventures. No awards came our way. (They didn't have one for the "furniture" division). Today we picked up fresh veggies and fruit at the outdoor market. Despite the charming people we were anxious to leave the dirty harbor and littered villages. Off to Lembata on Flores!
Spice Island Specialties
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The local people are shy....but warm up if you speak a bit of Bahasa. (for me that would be limited to Selamant siang -good day. Tolong-please and Terima Kasih-thank you. After that it was all sign language. But the younger kids were eager to practice their english. We attended a dinner put on by Sail Indonesia at the local bar. We were entertained byTraditional Indonesian dance performances, a local meal along
speeches by government officials. Much like their love for " check- in" bureaucracy everyone must give a speech. (in Bahas. ) We met other sailors "spinning yarns" of their sea adventures. No awards came our way. (They didn't have one for the "furniture" division). Today we picked up fresh veggies and fruit at the outdoor market. Despite the charming people we were anxious to leave the dirty harbor and littered villages. Off to Lembata on Flores!
Selemant Jalan