The weekend of our dreams

Internet in this beautiful place wasn’t working yesterday so sorry about the delay. Today’s blog will be a little bit longer, but it is a interesting story that happened to us few months ago. Here it is:

So since this is a university scholarship program, we had to choose something to study here. Our intentions were to travel not to study, but we had to choose something. So we chose photography in the TV and Film department. The classes were really boring because we didn’t understand anything. And this department was organizing a TV camp one weekend. Everybody was really excited about it so we paid 50k rupiah for this thing and decided to go with them.

There were two buses ready for us in the afternoon on thursday. First shock was that there were too many people outside the buses to fit inside, but the space- time continuum here has really different attributes than anywhere else in the world so we did fit in somehow. Intredasting 2h drive. Then suddenly we stopped in the middle of nowhere in the middle of a hill. Fog everywhere so we didn’t see anything. Then all of them started to continue on the road up the hill and the buses stayed there. 

We realized that the buses were stuck there because the road was in very bad condition. Like everywhere in Indonesia hehe. We felt like in a movie because when we said this can’t get any worse it started to rain. So when we came to the cottage we were soaking wet and it was around 10°C outside. I didn’t think that it can be this cold in Indonesia. Except from the mountains, but this was a small hill.

At least the cottage did look quite good but again, too many people for the rooms. There were 4 rooms and it was around 70 of us. But we put our stuff in one of the rooms and didn’t care about anything else. It was already evening and time for dinner. They put stripes of waxed paper on the ground and on this paper they put rice, noodles, eggs, some meat and whatever else they had, I don’t even know. Everybody sat down around these stripes of paper and started to eat. No forks, no knives, just your beautiful right hand and your skillful fingers. Most of Indonesians eat with their hand fiy. After dinner they cleaned everything from the ground and started watching some movies. But we were really tired so we decided that we should go to sleep. But everything was already taken so we ended up on the terrace with no warm clothes because we didn’t know it’s gonna be so cold there. They gave us a mattress and also when they saw that we are shaking from the cold weather, they dug up some blankets for us from somewhere. Aaah finally some sleep we thought. No way. The little freshmen fuckers were running around playing catch or something like they were 10 years old. We finally fell asleep around 4.30 am.

Ha but they woke us up at 6 am, I don’t even know why. The fog cleared and we finally saw the beautiful view from the top of the hill. We found out that this TV camp is something like a teambuilding for the freshmen and they were doing some teambuilding activities but everything was in Indonesian so we didn’t understand. So we were walking around the whole place, bored as fuck. You know, if you wake up at 6 am, the day is really long and neverending. But we totally forgot about the boredom when we were sitting on the terrace and suddenly mr. spider was walking on the wall behind us. Ha you think that it was a small cute spidey. That creature was bigger than my hand. I thought it is going to eat me. Try searching for indonesian banana spider on google. It is harmless for humans but it scared the crap out of us. And also at that time, we didn’t know that it is harmless. And then some guy killed him with his bare hand and a facial tissue. We didn’t sleep well the next night because we thought that his friends are waiting for revenge, and some other things that happened during the night. But I will tell you the next part tomorrow.

To be continued.