24.10.05

24 & 25 October 1991




From Heathrow, London to Prague took around 2 hours, the plane must have been around 20 years out of date, and the food they served was disgusting. Got to Prague at 5 pm by my English watch. Then waited for an hour or so for my next flight. On the old plane, from London to Prague, I sat next to Harold and a likewise stupid old croan. They explained to me, the do's and don'ts of travelling, and I nodded.
The plane from Prague was completely different, it was an air bus and was really nice, there was video, loads of nice food and drink served every two hours and a six channel music station. But once again, I had an annoying person sitting right next to me. She was a little meek American women, a missionary flying to Kuala Lumpa. The journey took another six hours to get to Dubayy, and then another six hours to Kuala Lumpa, stopped there for another hour, then back on the plane for another two hours, and arrived at my destination Jakarta, the capitol of Indonesia.
Outside the airport, I jumped on a bus with a Swiss guy called Stove, the bus was heading for Jalan Jaska, the road where all the cheapest hotels, come hovels, are in Jakarta. The bus ride cost me 3000 rupee's, which is around one pound of English money.
I'm now staying in a room on Jalan Jaska, with Stove and an Aussie bloke called Brendan, both in there late twenties. The beds costing me about 5000 rupee's for the night. I'm very tired but very excited about being here.
I can't see what I'm writing, but I just went for my first poo, and king cockroach thought he'd introduce himself to me, lovely, absolutely scared the life out of me. The loo's are just holes in the ground, I mean, I knew what to expect before, but I'd never dumped in one before. You live and learn. Well I'm to bed and sleep now, it's so hot.

16 Comments:

Blogger Storm said...

This is so cool!

I used to be a flight attendant for Northwest Airlines many moons ago. I love to travel. I have also had to use the bathroom while trying to balance myself over a hole in the ground. There are a lot of places like that in Japan and Korea.

~Cara

4:40 pm  
Anonymous lucy (tammy girl( said...

yo blog buddy i have been slaggin off my holiday i should be grateful that i have a toilet!!
lovin the new blog!!
love
lucy (tammy girl(

5:35 pm  
Blogger Kid Ric said...

Hey Mikey,

This blog is great. Thanks for sharing. Peace.

6:16 pm  
Blogger Kara said...

I think it's really cool your posting your journal. I've never traveled outside of the US, so I'm looking forward to reading of your adventures in Indonesia.

Thanks for sharing it with us :)

7:03 pm  
Blogger Mark T said...

Great start Mikey. Nice and down to earth. Looking forward to future instalments. Got it in my favourites with your other Blog.

7:22 pm  
Blogger AndyW said...

When you look at the condition of the toilet you realise why disease spreads so easily. I doubt it's any better now.

Your first installment has me very intrigued.
Cheers.

8:00 pm  
Blogger jillytee said...

Love the new blog,I know it's going to be so interesting. I've never seen a cockroach, but Ben (my son) found some under his bed when he was in digs once.

8:40 pm  
Blogger Gary said...

Really cool intro. The toilet situation would have been a deal breaker for me. I can imagine everything you described.

9:37 pm  
Blogger Karel said...

Halo Mikey!
This is pretty cool of you to share the journal.

It's kinda funny for me to see the comments about the toilet. I actually miss them. Although I have to say that they are a little bit harsh on your legs after a while, especially if you're a bigger person like I am.

Makasih, Mikey.
Karel

10:08 pm  
Blogger Kevin Seegan said...

That must have been a pleasant suprise to find a cockroach. One time in my P.E. locker there was a cockroach. I was absoloutely grossed out. Uggh. I can't imagine crappin' into a hole in the ground. I bet I'd get used to it after awile. Sounds like one hell of a journey so far!
-Kevin

10:33 pm  
Blogger lryicsgrl said...

I think you've got a knack for story-telling.
It's times like those that you have to be a happy you are not a woman. Twice as bad for us those loos.

1:13 am  
Blogger Justin Kreutzmann said...

and so it begins...too cool. Look forward to reading the journey

2:05 am  
Blogger Auntie said...

I can't even imagine..well, I can which is why I am kinda sick to my stomach..oh well, I will go through the journey not by travel but by your journal.

Thanks for sharing..I think..

2:50 am  
Blogger Jessica said...

I looked at the photo of the "toilet" and found myself realizing how spoiled I am.

In Russia the toilet seats would give you spliters...but even those weren't as bad as the photo!

You're a trooper!

12:25 pm  
Blogger Jessica said...

P.S. I meant 'splinters' and I think you know that already. xo

1:19 pm  
Blogger musicmikey said...

Hi Storm, the thing is though, that after using one of those toilets for a long time, you don't want to go back to western toilets. Hope you don't get grossed out, thanks for reading.
Hi Lucy, don't feel bad about it, your cool.
Thanks Kid ric, check you soon.
Hi Kara, no problem, I hope you can read it to the end, which became another begining of sorts. Thanks for responding.
Cheers Mark, more lined up, glad you like em mate.
I hope you continue to be intrigued all the way through Andy, thanks for commenting.
Hi Jill, unlucky for Ben, they move so fast, its horrible.
Nice one Gary, I'm sure you'd of stayed. Are you still my number one fan? just wondering.
Apa kabar Karel, them toilets were weird to me then, but I soon found the position much more comfortable. I say weird things about a lot of things I love now, but that was when I just got there I suppose. Makasih teman.
Hey cheers Kevin, it just gets better mate, hope you come back and check it out. I got used to everything.
Maybe Lzygrl, I hope you don't get too squeemish, there's worse to come. Hope you come back though.
Thankyou Justin, I hope the journey takes you away for a bit, cheers mate.
Come on Auntie, it's not that bad, but it will be, he, he, he. Thankyou for your comment, I think.
Ouch, splinters in the bum, how did you get them out? That toilet wasn't that bad, I never got a splingter. When did you go to Russia, that sounds amazing, I'd love to hear about it sometime please.
Yes Jessica..x
mikey

2:30 am  

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