Greetings from Indonesia!

OK, lets get moving in time.

For those in DC, move your mental clock 12 hours forward. For folks in Upice, it is only 6 hours. I am already here in Indonesia - for good 2 weeks now - and I am ahead of you, in time and date.
On my 3 days air road-trip (which started a bit dramatically on Friday morning, March 14, when the damned driver from Supper-shuttle left toward Dullas without me stating that I was "no-show"!? What? I paid for the trip already and he did not even bother to honk when outside of my house?! And I was even told by the company to tak a cab now so that I dont miss my flight! Lucky for them I did not have much time for over-complicated curse!) I have crossed the whole US, 1 ocean, couple of local seas, several mountains, official date line, and equator; I changed the hemisphere and all of the sudden approaching the winter season. Geee...what a time relativity one can absorb! On my 13-hour trip to Japan, starting in DC, I was flying against the time; shortly before Japan I changed the date (mentally and, well, officially) and started to fly with the time - being one day ahead now when compare to people in DC and even in Europe. In Japan, after about 2 hours of leg stretching, kicking and forwarding I boarded plane, again, heading south toward Singapore; additional 7 hours on-board. Landed in Singapore on Saturday, midnight, March 15; next flight early in the morning. Some of you are already aware that Singapore is one of the coolest airports around the world (and could probably be beatten by Dubai, only), so I don't mind to be laid-over there - even though, I really actually mind because my next and last flight will take only about 47 minutes! (Hmmm...I really do mind.) OK, this facility features all kind of goodies making your time way much pleasant while waiting for your big bird - mainly, there is plenty of flat-screen computers with free internet, besides Burger King, Subway and already mentioned "7-11" spot. Also, it has its own garden in the middle!....And also furniture of modern design standing on color coordinated carpets, flat-screen TVs all over, many relaxing rooms (wish to pray to whichever God or excercise in a gym?), sofas for resting, massage people and machines...well, you name it. Really, if you have time and money, fly through Singapore on one of your trips (to Pittsburgh, perhaps). Anyway, in the morning I switched the company (no more United!) and flew to my final destination, finally, with Singaporian Airlines. Guess what? They (SinAir stewardesses turned-to-be-models-turned-to-be stewardesses that all look like tidy identical twins of high maintainance with endless smiles signaling they will do whatever you ask them to do, besides serving you the meal and closing the baggage compartment above you - so that I have to wonder who are they really suppose to serve on this board - to me or to the guy next to me? Or...hmmm...both?) even serve a two-course meal on this shortest possible flight ever; this seems to be the whole reason why this flight takes so long (as 47,5 minutes); and at the end, we are just circling above Jakarta as the pilot is waiting for us to finish on chewing our breakfasts and wiping our oral cavities and hands with warm napkins. (Hmmm....Can SinAir serve/feed us in cross-US flights?)
Alright, on Sunday around 9am, March 16, I am greeting Jakarta on Suekarno-Hatta Intl. Airport. (And can barely touch or even think about my bottom.)

I was a little affraid that after such irritating beginning there will be additional complications, but even all my baggages (one of them being a little box with books) were handling with care by someone literate and all 3 arrived to same destination and at the same time as I (and my bottom) did. Yahoooo! Got my immigration stamp and off I go.

I was welcomed by familiar faces from HKI (Helen Keller International) and heat. Also, by the already familiar scent of Indonesia - I was getting out the scent mixing the smell of burning leaves with hot and humid air.

Ina (HKI secretary) and HKI driver are taking me to my new home. I already know that in Indonesia are driving on the opposite side of the road (fact, that you will not read in those articles from library), I am ready for it this time. And even for the unbelievable traffic that could be used as a synonym for Jakarta. Maybe.

Traffic was not that bad and my new studio-like place is cool. I even have a swimming pool in one step out of my 'living room'! And 10 mins by walk through off-street road to the office which means NO crossing the over-trafficed streets!!! (Thanks, All Mighty!) Nope, the beginning is not bad at all - and will be even better after my internet will be working. My new landlord said that it is common on Sundays that "we all have a little break". Ehhhh....yeah, I guess....here, in Jakarta (well, just was hoping that the Indonesian internet will not take its annual vacation...hmm...going to DC?!).
But, I am exhausted anyway after my long journey, and most from anything else I am looking for the bed. I will go sleep now and will dream about the internet being back by the time I open my eyes again.

And tomorrow is Monday (exactly, I am talking about March 17th here) and I will go to work - in Jakarta, Indonesia.