17 -19 October 2009
Time Spent: 2 nights
Alcoholic Drinks: 5 (erm..some forgotten)
Pink Beverages: 2
Shits Taken: None (!)
$ Spent: $500
Impulse buys: 1 (sneakers that were too big)
Amount of time spent on internet: Absolute Zero!!!!
Firstly... I never travel alone. I've been to Australia a couple of times alone in the past, but that was to visit family. But I really needed to get out of the country. And I didn't want to take anyone with me ( I meant men).
I needed to clear my head. So I went to visit my Best friend F.
My flight was at 2 pm on Saturday afternoon, and I taught a class until noon. That left me 2 hours to get to the airport, which I thought was PLENTY since I was flying AirAsia and the budget terminal is damn tiny.
So I decided to stop at KFC for a 2 piece original chicken meal (yummmm). Then I took a taxi to the Budget terminal and reached there at 12.50pm. When I reached the budget terminal... horror of horrors... I found out AirAsia flies from terminal 1!
I hopped on a shuttle bus, thinking oh good, this will take me straight there. But no... it only went up to terminal 2. Then if you want to go to terminal 3 or 1, you have to take the skytrain. WTF!? Why can't the shuttle bus just ply all terminals instead of having passengers get off and walk through the airport and then wait for the damn skytrain???! I think they just want people to utilise their freaking skytrain, that's why.
ANYWAYS... I told myself, I won't panic until 45 mins to my flight. And at 1.10pm, I was still waiting for the skytrain. But thankfully, I made it, checked in, and went straight onto the plane just in time. But all this goes to show that I'm an idiot, and all the stress could have been avoided if I had bothered to check and not assume stuff, or had been kiasu and not stopped for KFC first (!).When I first got off the plane at Bandung's tiny little airport... I thought to myself.. OMG... I'm so excited. When I see F, I'm going to scream!So off I popped... skipping my way from the plane...
And then... nothing :( Nobody there for me. The driver she hired picked her up late because he could not find her house. She lives at the top of some mountain (no kidding). Very anti-climax, lol, just sat on the stoop for half an hour looking pitiful. But she did come afterall... :)
First stop.. shopping. Like immediately. Left the luggage in the car, and had an overdose of Factory Outlet shops. And Bandung is full of them! I got leggings, a sweater, couple of singlets, khaki shorts, shoes, laptopbag, hair accessories, underwear... can't remember what else.We literally shopped until dark. Then drove up to Kampung Daun to have dinner. It's a restaurant that's spread out on the mountain. Uber duber coolness! The weather was nice and chilly... every group gets assigned a hut to dine in. We had to walk quite far up to ours. And when you want to call for the waiter, there's this wooden thing at the side of your hut which you bang on. Food was good. I had a barbecue chicken thing... F had Gurame (some fish, I don't know how to spell it) and our driver (whom F invited to dine with us) had some fried pineapple rice thing. All tasty and oh so cheap (cost about 30plus sing for dinner, but they don't serve alcohol). For dessert, I had some banana pancake thing, with a pile of cheese on top (didn't like it). After dinner, it was late, 11pm, and we were tired from our day out. (Plus I had taught for 3 hours that monrning before rushing to the airport to catch my flight). So we asked the driver to send us home.Up in the mountain home, I unpacked.. and we chilled out... 20 minutes and half a bottle of wine later... we decided the night was too young and decided to go out for drinks. So we got dressed and she booked a cab.3o minutes later, we were all dressed up but cab still hadn't arrived. THEN F tells me, not to be disappointed if we have to take our clothes back off and just go to bed, cabs are unreliable, and many can't find her house in the dark on the mountain. Now she tells me! :S1 hour later... we see headlights coming up the mountain. And it was like we were both in sync, no words spoken. We just scrambled for our bags and leapt out of the house! It was like in our heads we were both screaming "Stop that Cab! Get me to civilisation!" And Civilisation came in the form of a pub called Sixth Sense. Surprisingly, for a town that is so backward.... their nightlife is pretty damn solid. And cheap! My Lychee Martini didn't cost me more than 4 bucks. After this, we headed down to Mansion (a club). And actually made plans with some new people we met, to go to Embassy the next day... mind you, these plans were made while intoxicated, so when I woke up the next day, we cancelled the second night out... I'm such an old woman.So bright and early the next day, we set off. Her home is actually quite nice... it's just not very accessible. Right on top of the mountain and the paths are not proper roads but dirt and it's steep. You can see the roofs of other houses from her place. But the great thing about it is that the air is fresh and the temperature is nice and cool.