So, in my usual fashion, it's been two months since I last wrote. Tada! I'm still in Indo and doing well. Actually, a lot better in some ways than I expected. While at the same time, some realizations about what a year away would feel like are just now beginning to fully blossom. A year will fly by, but some days drag on. The days I miss loved ones are longer than others. The good thing is this place can be highly distracting, which is great for me! Easy to quell the homesickness with a motorbike ride through new parts of the city. Easily one of my favorite rare moments here. I try to limit these pure bliss moments because of the high tendency of them to end badly. Motorbikes are not everyone's friends. Especially bules. If you're wondering what a bule is, look at your skin. Is it white? Okay, it's you.
I can't sleep. For the first time in my life, I have the weirdest thing here where I can't sleep at night. I am very amused by it. My body has never been one to turn down a good nap/hibernation. I get a lot more done here. Relative of course, I read. Define that however you will.
Cool and odd things that I will forget unless I write about them:
1. Indonesians don't use metaphors when calling something a baby shower, that chica got washed in her front yard and I was completely entertained by the ritual. So were the neighbors.
2. Football is the essence of life. Doesn't necessarily need to be on the list, I won't forget it, but it's importance can never be understated.
3. The rest of the world, so far as I am aware, thinks Obama is the GREATEST thing to happen since sliced bread. This amuses me to no ends. Not from a pro or anti point of view. Just pure curiosity and amusement over their fascination.
There are so many things to be said, kept forever in writing for years down the road when I want explicit details that I can no longer remember. Tonight isn't the night for those. I just got out of the hospital and should probably attempt some sleep for tomorrow. Long story. Selamat Malam!
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