Exploring the map on a weekend
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My first weekend in Jakarta went by too fast. Went with Elsa last Saturday to Manga Dua, a mall as she mentioned for those who are cutting cost. Scheduled to visit the National Monument and National Museum but decided to procrastinate for the sake of blogging and surfing as I waited for her to finish her half day work. Had a lengthy discussion with the internet counter clerk through the help of an customer/interpreter. A helpful customer enjoys talking to me too much and prolongs my blogging, but was nice enough to discuss his family life with me, a fellow Christian.
Famished waiting for my friend and her colleagues to close shop and have her friend drop us off for free near the malls.
Manga Dua is a haven for bargain shoppers and gadget freaks and I get highly excited with canvassing a Canon Ixus that I plan to buy this coming weekend to replace my ancient Canon AS 400:-(
Elsa all along gets bugged by another traveller who needs to surf her couch at the last minute, who is apparently walking around the National Monument with his bags without a place to stay and may possibly be with his 2 friends.
The Mall of Indonesia tour was postponed as we settled for picking up the other travellers and heading back home so I could do my washing. I must say washing my clothes again after over 3 yrs of having someone else do it was refreshing...and back breaking, being out of practice and all.
Sunday was packed with meeting friends and church service. We called the church the day before to figure out the location and was a bit more confident to take the public transport due to Friday night's experience. But going there really was a huge mission to accomplish. Where I live in the Philippines is about 3 hours each way by a shuttle due to the flow of traffic and distance of the location, but this side of Jakarta, was just way too far!!! Almost 3 hrs of transferring busways at Harmoni and Rangunan, going through a long transfer bridge in Dukuh Atas, not to mention the badjai to the Cempaka Timur bus stop, to reach yet another business district which was Casablanca was terribly exhausting!! I got my first taste of the Blue bird taxi, and I must say I was not impressed.
Going back to the busway, I took advantage of the churchgoers who spoke English and followed their advise to take the mini car and instead of figuring out the right metro mini to take after that, opted to take another taxi, this time Ekspres, which I heard is also reliable, to the nearest bus stop which turned out to be Petra Kuningan if I'm not mistaken. Through all this, I swear to myself this location is not going to work, I have to find another church site closer to South Jakarta where I'm moving next.
I meet with Liz who is a South African I bumped into at the Vietnam airport and toured a bit in Manila and is coincidentally in JKT the same time as me.