The morning I was to leave was Super Bowl morning so unfortunately I was going to miss a portion of the Super Bowl. I woke up early and watched the Super Bowl while I got ready for my trip. As I was looking out my window at 7:30 traffic looked awful and I began to worry but by 8:15 it had all cleared up so I wouldn't need to leave earlier than I planned. I watched the Super Bowl until the power went out in the 3rd quarter and thought that it was a good enough time to catch a cab. Of course traffic was great and there were no cabs to be found. The guards at my building were so nice and got me one. He didn't take me the normal way it looked like a back way through different suburbs of Bangkok. It took a little bit longer but it was cheaper than any of my other taxi rides, which was a nice bonus. When I arrived at check-in there was not a soul in sight in sight, I checked in and made my way to passport control which was also a ghost town, that never happens. I had plenty of time to spare so I grabbed a wifi card, some breakfast and a drink so that I could watch the end of the game. Unfortunately the wifi didn't work so I used the free computer to get the score, it was 34-29 with 1:50 left and I had to board. So needless to say my plane ride was an anxious one. The plane was also freezing I have never been on a colder plane so I sat shaking in my seat as I awaited the remaining people for my row, who never came so I got a whole row to myself, nice. The trip was starting off on a good note. The flight to Jakarta was uneventful and when I got to the terminal I was immediately pointed to pay for my visa which cost me 1000 baht, that really sucks for a 3 day stay. Once I made it to the terminal I immediately texted Lara, a friend of a friend who was picking me up at the airport. The people in Indonesia are different from the Thais but also so similar. The men are much more forward than the Thai men, they were constantly asking where I was from and trying to get me to talk which is very unlike Thai men, who are a bit more shy. The taxi drivers sure are the same, as soon as I got out of the terminal they were constantly screaming at me to see if I wanted a taxi. I kept saying no and they still kept asking they are persistent of not else. Lara arrived with her children shortly there after and we were on our way to Jakarta. The children were very quiet and shy, that is usually how children are when they meet a new person. Lara and I talked a while we made our way down to the center of Jakarta. One thing Jakarta definitely has is traffic, I thought Bangkok traffic was bad. Jakarta is far worse and the drivers are crazy. People just pull out in front of others cars literally inches from each other and the motorcycle guys have no fear. I could never drive in this city. The problem is that Jakarta has no public transportation system except for buses which not even the locals take. Every driver has a car so they all use the limited roads in Jakarta, so to get anywhere in Jakarta takes at least an hour. Once we got into the city Lara asked if I was hungry. I wasn't too hungry but the children were so I let them decide on where we would go, we ended up going to Pizza Hut which wasn't that bad. After we finished eating Lara got called to a meeting so we left for the meeting location and it took us forever to get there, it took so long that the children had passed out. When we arrived the children wouldn't wake up so I volunteered to sit in the car and watch them while she had her meeting. I knew that when the children eventually woke up they would be extremely cranky and it just wouldn't be good for me or Lara if they acted up. I didn't mind doing it she was so nice to pick me up at the airport and to buy me dinner it was the least I could do, I also needed to finish reading my book for my test. I sat in the car with the children for about an hour and a half, when Lara returned she brought me dinner, which was very nice. She then dropped me off at my hotel and I was in for the night. The next morning I slept in a bit but wanted to see how long it would take me to walk to the U.S. embassy so I went out to time my walk. The embassy was actually real close it took me about 10-15 minutes to walk to. After I found the embassy I began walking back to my hotel and my head was beginning to hurt which I thought was just a hunger headache, boy was I wrong. A couple of hours later Lara picked me up to show me around the city first thing we did was go to lunch at this very nice Indonesian restaurant where a lot of government officials frequently visit. The lunch was wonderful we had fish and morning glory I also had this lovely lemon ice tea with mint and a sugar cane. After lunch we drove around and began heading towards this mall, my head was constantly getting wore and I was getting more and more nauseous. During the car ride I had to ask Lara for something I told her it was nothing but I lied it was getting pretty strong and being in traffic did not help. Once we got to the mall we did a little window shopping and picked up some Famous Amous cookies before sitting down for ice cream. I don't know if it was the ice cream or the sitting that did me in but the longer we were in the mall the more miserable I was I literally want to claw my eyes out I was in so much pain. Lara saw the pain I was in and took me back to my hotel, she had me lay back and relax but that only made the headache worse and it took forever to get back to the hotel a good hour and a half. When we were about 10 minutes away I couldn't lay down anymore. I was literally digging my nails into my skin to have myself focus on any other pain than my head. Lara handed me some pain pills as I ran into convenience store to buy migraine medicine once I was armed with medicine I waved Lara good bye and went to my room to suffer. I was in tears when I entered my room I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough the room wasn't cold enough and the medicine wasn't working fast enough. I was literally asking God why he was doing this to me the day before my test. I was even calling for my mom I just wanted this ungodly pain to go away. After about 20 minutes the pain began to subside and it seemed ok for me to sit up with a pillow behind my back against the headboard. I turned on some CNN and played on my Ipad first to catch up on the last bit of current events and to get my mind off the pain. It seemed to work, I have no idea where this came from I wasn't stressed I was actually pretty calm about the test I wasn't cramming I had been slowly studying for 5 months. I guess it was God's way of testing me, if I could manage to do the test with this kind of adversity I could handle anything. After an hour the pain was still there but not as bad as before so I was going to try and get some sleep I took some more medicine and fell asleep. About 3 hours later I was woken again with pain and I couldn't take anymore migraine pills they were wrecking havoc on my stomach so I took one of the pain pills Lara gave me. It seemed to work and 30 minutes later I was back to sleep. I got a good 6 more hours of sleep in before my alarm went off I still had a headache so I went in search of food because I couldn't take anymore medicine on an empty stomach I grabbed a quick croissant and took some more pills before taking a shower and getting ready for my test. It didn't take long before I was at the embassy. There were 4 others there when I arrived after I got there 4 more arrived. We were all talking and getting to know each other before we were let into the embassy, a lot of us were teaching in Asia and decided to give the test a try, why not? When it got close to 9 they brought 4 of us in at a time to leave ID and do a security check we were then taken through numerous gates and doors to a downstairs computer lap where we would sit for 3 hours. The Foreign Service Officer's Test is made up of 4 parts. Knowledge (U.S. History, World History, Current Events, Math, Geography, Economics, and Management), Personality/ Work History, Grammar, and an Essay. I didn't think the test was too difficult there were some questions I had no idea what the answer was and there were some I immediately knew the answer to. The essay wasn't too bad I just wish I had more time to complete it. I finished the test in about 2 and a half hours and only had to take one pain pill throughout the exam. Once I was done I went back to the hotel to relax and eat. I was trying to decide what I would do, Lara was in a meeting so I decided to check out the national monument, mosque, and cathedral.
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| National Monument |
This was the first time I ever went into a mosque so I wasn't sure what to expect it was truly magnificent. This mosque was huge and full of symbols. Once we finished walking inside he took me out to the garden where I could get an awesome picture of the mosque as we are there he then says "I hate to ask but the government doesn't give us money so we need donations of $20" I said "ok so 200,000 idr: he says "no, 400,000 idr" I'm like "what! that isn't $20", but I am by myself with this man what am I to do. I pay him. So he takes me to the exit and directs me to the cathedral where he says the tour was 200,000 idr. I literally said "seriously" he says "yes" I give him the money and walk away.
Never in all my life have I spent so much $60 to visit a religious site. I have visited at least a hundred Catholic churches and sites, not once have I been charged an admission fee. I paid to get into Westminster Abbey and St. Paul's Cathedral and that only cost me $15 each time. I am pretty sure I got scammed I am definitely going to send the mosque an e-mail to clarify because that is kind of ridiculous. Don't get me wrong I had a lovely time but felt I was scammed and didn't think it was right. One of the reasons I love being Catholic is we don't charge for people to enter our churches. I have been to St. Peter's Basilica and I have never been asked for money, there are donation boxes which I gladly give to buy never been expected to give to. I crossed the street to where the cathedral sat so to calm myself and visit a more comfortable place. It really is interesting that the mosque and the cathedral are so close and there are no problems, there is still hope.
| View from the mosque of the cathedral. |
We obviously had a new employee, she did not know the menu nor the wine list. They were sold out of a lot of wine, we wanted a red and she would recommend a white. Then when we picked a red she said they were sold out but this white sparkling wine is very similar, no its not. She just kept trying to sell Lara this wine so she just said fine, because she wanted a drink. Then when she tried to open the wine it was another disaster she did not know how to properly open the wine, she couldn't get the metal seal off so someone had to come in and save her. I was about to grab her wine key and do it myself, but I had a feeling that would not be proper and I may get in a bit of trouble. The service in this place was less than desired. For being such a beautiful place in a great location the service did not match. Sitting there I now understand how my mom felt all those times we went out to dinner. I was constantly analyzing the servers and finding faults. I started yawning as we were finishing our wine so Lara thought it best we went home. I was back at my hotel relatively quick and in bed before no time. The next morning I again woke up relatively late but I was in no hurry, Lara texted me saying she was in a meeting and probably wouldn't be able to take me to the airport. I told her it was no big deal and that I would just catch a cab. The cab ride was pretty uneventful except for all the traffic but I made it to the airport with plenty of time, the ticket counter wasn't even open when I got there. Once it did open I was one of the first people in line and one of things that sucked was I was charged an extra fee which I didn't understand why and when I asked the woman she looked at me and shrugged. After that incident I was done with Jakarta I just wanted to get on the plane and move on. What was nice about boarding was that there weren't many passengers on our plane so once we got on the bus it was our whole flight. I once again got a row to myself which was a blessing because my headache came out of no where and I really thought I was going to die on the plane. I had to get up at one point to go to the bathroom and get wet paper towels to at least cool myself down. Once I was on the ground the pain subsided but I just wanted to crawl into bed these headache fits where physically draining.
Jakarta all in all was ok I wouldn't plan to visit again. There wasn't too much to see and I really couldn't stand the traffic, but at least I visited Indonesia and if I visit again I will go to Bali. We will see how Kuala Lumpur will treat me.



