Sunday, 23July06

Highlights: getting lost on the way to Bantul, 5 hours of good work, Popeye’s and Pirates.

We had 4 volunteers again today (Marty, Stacey, Dan & me), and had all good intentions of getting an early start, so we’d be done before the sun started zapping us, and could make a run down to the beach (20km further down the road) to look around after the small tsunami from last week.

Obstacles just seemed to keep reaching up from the grass to trip us up. The Sunday markets put heavy traffic everywhere, even at 7am. All gates to campus (our meeting spot) were closed except one. Dan parked & hopped the fence before ever finding that one. After going slightly out of our way for gas, I never got back on the one path I knew to Ena’s house,, and of the 50 times I stopped & asked for directions, no two people pointed in the same direction. Turn left,, turn right,, turn around,, keep going…
It would have been more comical if I wasn’t hitting my frustration saturation point by 9:30.