So we decided to go backpacking with our friend from America. LIttle did we know we were about to change the course of our trip. First thing when we arrive they try to screw us out of money for our visa in Indonesia. Luckily our American friend knows everything about travel and has been through it all. He said he pretty much expected it. Now neither of us had any Rupia (INdo currency) so they let him go search out an ATM. Now I know some people would think thats stupid we didnt have any but in every travel place I've ever been to there has been an atm. So I didnt think I Needed to get money prior to arriving. Anyways so our friend gets a price for the visa and takes off leaving Stacey and all with all these creepy indo guys who are eye bawling us the whole time in a disturbing way. The customs guy even goes so far as to ask my email and if I want to go out with him when he is done work. So finally vic gets back with some money and the smart boy gets the exchange rate and sure as shit they were trying to make money off of us. (Vic has been through it all before so he gave us a crash course on this) So we end up talking them down a little more but in the end they still made some money off the white ppl. Then we try and find a cab. Well people think Mexico are bad. Triple it here. They just scream a bunch of shit in their language trying to get your biz. Vic basically took us stood in teh middle of all of them and shouted a price and let them go to war with eachother over who would get our biz. We finally get a ride from this young guy into the town of Nagoyan. A dump of a town with cockroaches dead in the street. Our hotel room full of ants. When you walk a long the wall the cracks in the flooring looks like they are moving there are so many ants!! EEEEEEEk! SO the next day we take a four hour ferry to the island of Samatra. Not sure why Vic picked this place but we pretty much put our faith in him that he had more of a plan than us. Thats pretty much the main reason we decided to travel with him. but he didnt have much more of a plan and we ended up finding out that most of the coast was destroyed by a small tsunami. so there went our plans but we had to take a bus from the ferry to the island we were going to. Now at first I thought we were taking the chicken bus which basically had a bus with like 7 ppl to a seat, women breast feeding, men smoking, chickens, goats, and your luggage tied down to the roof of the bus. But we got the upper class fifteen ppl to a van. Wow what an upgrade. In the hot van we rode for about 8hrs to a place called I dont even remember now I
'm so tired. This place had no where to sleep. So while sitting looking stranded these ppl approached us in broken english and asked if we were ok. Turns out they are in a semi famous band in Indonesia! Gave us one of their rooms to stay in brought us front row to one of their shows and wouldnt take a penny for it! which i didnt like cause either way I"m sure were better off than they are. But these were the some of the nicest ppl I've ever met! Their show was even pretty good even though I dont speak the language. The next day they said they wouldnt take no for an answer and brought us to the town they are from Bukittinggi. Its so funny since its not a common place for tourists we get stared at everywhere we go. and they are all muslim so they dont like showing skin so they really arent a fan of me and stacey. were wearing shorts and tank tops. all the ppl here keep telling stacey she is sexy cause she has a bit of cleavage showing lol. today we booked a flight to bali and its definatly time to hit the beach!
