3 November 1991, Sunday.

Got up at around 10am, had a mandi(wash) and now I'm sitting on the veranda drinking teh(tea). Soon my whole diary will be in (bahasar Indonesia) Indonesian.
I was just working out how long I've been here now, 11 days (s'pulu hari) and I've realised that I've outlasted my 10 day record ( relating to France ), and soon it will be more than two weeks. I should be in Bogor by then.... I think I'm going, I've gone!
Oh yeah, I rememeber, I think I'm going to go to Singapore at the end of my two month visa (dua bulan), so that I can come back and have another two months.
I had some more tea, talked to passing people and then got some food at the warung opposite. Yunis came by, and we went for a walk along the beach, there were a group of Indonesians with a guitar, we sat with them, had a bit of a sing song, mostly Beatles and Rolling Stones.
We then went to the Krakatu warung, and had some coffee (copi), there we met a German woman, and a Swiss girl with an Australian accent, also two English ornathologists(birdwatchers), Steve and Keith, we all played cards for a while, then I told Ursala (swiss girl) about my hotel (Bakara Losmen), because she had said she was staying a the Krakatu beach house, which is very exspensive compared to mine. Then Yunis chirped up and told her of an even cheaper hotel called the 'Rita'. Hmmmmm, I thought, why didn't you tell me, he must be getting a comission at my one.
Well we left there and went walking, I tried some rice wine in a little warung at about 11:30pm, but didn't stop for long, headed back home to Bakara losmen. Crawled into my mosquito net, and had a really good nights sleep. Salamat malam( good night ).