8 November 1991, Friday.

I was awoken by the noise of the people who ran the guest house, it was 9:30am, which is a bit of a bummer because I was supposed to be up at 7am, for an early start to Ciregon, where there is a bank, so that I can change up some travellers cheques. Oh well, tida masala(no problem).
I got up, had a mandi(wash), got dressed. Yunis turned up, and we caught the first bus that came along.
The bus driver's aren't dangerous enough apparently, quite scary at times. We got to Ciregon in about an hour, we then ate breakfast, and then found a bank where I changed $100.
We then caught another bus to the port of Merek, where ferries went to Sumartra. We went to a mangrove swamp, cool. Then saw a whole group of mountains that were completely deforested, and then a huge coal fueled power station. All around there was death, from this monstrousity, but it didn't seem to bother Yunis. I was very depressed and angry when seeing this, and for the first time since getting here, my smile disapeared.
We went back to Merek town centre, and Yunis took me to another prostitutes house, I got latched onto by this really hidious one, and Yunis couldn't understand my face pulling, so I had to make myself perfectly clear. I took a photo of Yunis with a girl he really fancied, and then we went.
Headed back to Ciregon, where we had to catch another bus back to Labuhan. We got back at about 6:30pm, I was really hungry, so we ate in the warung and then I went to Asna's house.
We arranged to go to the pictures tonight, so I went back to the Raitha losmen, had a mandi and changed my clothes. Met back up with Asna, Yunis and a friend of Asna's and all caught motorbike taxi's to the cinema in Labuhan. I wasn't scared enough though, hmmm, just kept remembering my motorbike accident in Spain a couple of years ago.
I paid the taxi drivers and the cinema tickets, the film was in Indonesian, the quality was terrible and the plot was completely obvious, but Asna held my hand all the way through the film, so I enjoyed it immensely.
We went back to Asna's on rick-shaw thingy's, I don't quite know what they are called. That was lovely, the culture is so different here, you can't kiss or show emotion in public here. Its a bit of a battle really, Asna only speaks Indonesian, and I only speak a minute amount of Indonesian, but I'm learning. Took Asna home, no kissing goodnight in Indonesia, so said goodbye at around 11:45pm.
Walking back through the village, I noticed that the locals were playing with what seemed to be a huge lizard, but on closer examination, was an anteater, or pangolin. They had put a nail through its tail and tied rope to it, they kept it staked to different places to eat the ants. The kids were teasing it, and scared of it, it was horrible to watch, so I offered to buy it, without a thought. After some bartering, I walked away with the pangolin for 20000rp, they saw me coming.
She is lovely, and without a willy, obviously a girl, I had to check. I am going to take her up into the forest tomorrow morning and release her back into the wild.
While walking back to the losmen, we came across a dead snake in the road, it was called a ground snake, was about 2ft long and brown, and was apparently very poisonous.
Got back to the guest house, and tied up the pangolin to a small tree within the grounds outside my room.
I'm going to call my pangolin Anass, she's lovely.
Goodnight.