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MEANWHILE BACK AT THE RANCH--
This is pretty cool: "WorldView is a series of monthly interviews with the world's foremost leaders, where you ask the questions. This month we are interviewing President of the Philippines His Excellency Benigno S. Aquino III. You can submit, and vote on, questions that will be asked the President of the Philippines when WorldView interviews him on November 4, 2011. This will be the first WorldView interview with an Asian leader." Two more days to submit questions! Someone badger him about the RH bill, my god.
Unrelatedly, a few months ago, my parents and I went to Jogja to pay respects to various ancestors, and then we stopped at Borobudur because it was on the way, why not. My parents refused to climb up to the top anymore, so it was up to me to
There's one entrance price for Indonesians and another for foreigners. I wonder how many foreigners manage to pass as Indonesians. My cousin pulled the same trick in Uzbekistan's Khiva. His friend was like, "Just follow my lead and don't say anything."
I'd feel kinda bad though 'cos I reckon it all goes to upkeep and maintenance. Outside of the museum on the edge of the compound, there are still hundreds of pieces of Borobudur perhaps awaiting restoration and replacement. It kinda reminds me of when you put IKEA furniture together and after you finish, you got these random extra bits left over. Where were they supposed to go? And will your new bookshelf fall over because of it?
Well, at least your bookshelf doesn't get its head poached for some foreign five-star joint's fancy lobby. UNESCO World Heritage whatnow?
The view of Merapi Volcano from the top of Borobudur. The garden of my late great-aunt's house is still covered in ash from the last eruption. A huge tree branch is just lying there in the driveway because all the ash weighed it down and it broke off. When we went to the cemetery nearby, there was also ash everywhere. I thought it was sand at first.
Merapi is one of the sacred points in Jogja. Kraton, which is the royal palace - more a cultural heritage than political entity - still makes offerings to it, as well as to MY FAVORITE INDONESIAN LADY OF LEGEND, Nyai Roro Kidul, queen of the south seas over at Parangtritis beach. No swimming allowed on that beach; the tides are too strong. THE QUEEN'LL GETCHA.
FUCK YEAH.
Unrelatedly, a few months ago, my parents and I went to Jogja to pay respects to various ancestors, and then we stopped at Borobudur because it was on the way, why not. My parents refused to climb up to the top anymore, so it was up to me to
There's one entrance price for Indonesians and another for foreigners. I wonder how many foreigners manage to pass as Indonesians. My cousin pulled the same trick in Uzbekistan's Khiva. His friend was like, "Just follow my lead and don't say anything."
I'd feel kinda bad though 'cos I reckon it all goes to upkeep and maintenance. Outside of the museum on the edge of the compound, there are still hundreds of pieces of Borobudur perhaps awaiting restoration and replacement. It kinda reminds me of when you put IKEA furniture together and after you finish, you got these random extra bits left over. Where were they supposed to go? And will your new bookshelf fall over because of it?
Well, at least your bookshelf doesn't get its head poached for some foreign five-star joint's fancy lobby. UNESCO World Heritage whatnow?
The view of Merapi Volcano from the top of Borobudur. The garden of my late great-aunt's house is still covered in ash from the last eruption. A huge tree branch is just lying there in the driveway because all the ash weighed it down and it broke off. When we went to the cemetery nearby, there was also ash everywhere. I thought it was sand at first.
Merapi is one of the sacred points in Jogja. Kraton, which is the royal palace - more a cultural heritage than political entity - still makes offerings to it, as well as to MY FAVORITE INDONESIAN LADY OF LEGEND, Nyai Roro Kidul, queen of the south seas over at Parangtritis beach. No swimming allowed on that beach; the tides are too strong. THE QUEEN'LL GETCHA.
FUCK YEAH.