I admit it. This picture was taken a few years ago, but I think I still look vaguely like that. Depends on the day (and the time of day). And today, just before I uploaded this picture, an Indonesian English student told me how much she liked my nose. I heard that a lot in Indonesia. Apparently, a large nose like mine is a good …
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I see rice seedlings being replanted, and I confess how difficult I find any kind of farmwork or gardening.
We arrive at Evy’s hectare of rice and go to the picturesque storage shed to get her water pump equipment. There, we meet a woman busy replanting 5-day-old rice seedlings.
We meet up with Evy’s worker and talk about the work ahead. Then we complete the final kilometer or two on Evy’s motorcycle to get to the land that she owns.
My friend Evy took me on the back of her motorcycle from my hotel in Kisaran to her rice fields 25 kilometers away (sort of on the way to Tanjung Tiram). This is the first video clip of the day. I intend to compile all the clips into a longer full video. This is just a taste of what the day was like.
Checking out some of the rides for children at the park in Kisaran. The park, like most carnivals, is designed for the night with lots of bright lights. I visited during the hottest part of the day, so it wasn’t looking its best. But I still enjoyed my brief visit.
100 seconds of wandering through the streets and markets of Kisaran as I search for a children’s park that I’d spotted earlier. Oh, and I enjoyed a frosty mango shake.
100 more seconds wandering through the market in Kisaran. We’ve got fresh produce, dried fish, music, selfies, and someone calling me “father.”
I walked through a very quiet market in Kisaran on Independence Day and shot some video. The final video was too long to upload easily at this time. Here is 100 seconds of that trip.