Friday, 19 May 2006 @ 1:28pm. I don’t have an “average” day here. In fact, each day is full of surprises, both positive and negative. This morning I went to the governor’s office with the intention of picking up a permission letter that essentially renews my research permit in Jakarta. Even though all of the photocopies were in order and the renewal letter was on top of the documents and ready to go, I had to return to the office a second time to show them the original copies. I have to go back on Monday to pick up the original copies and the renewal letter. Deja vu x 3.
After lunch, I was told that the Freedom Institute is putting together promotional materials and needed photographs of the researchers here. Before I knew it, I was being photographed at my desk by a guy with a fancy camera and huge flash. I kept laughing each time he corrected my position. “I’m a researcher, not a model,” I repeated.
I later found out that another staff member opted out of today’s photoshoot and I teased that it wasn’t fair since I didn’t get to do the same. She gets to dress up another day, while I looked less formal and certainly not made up today!
In other not-so-average news…
The boarding house finally has a new toaster. This is wonderful! The old one broke weeks ago and despite several requests, we went without one for what felt like ages. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the jaffle maker was in better condition, but alas, everything stuck to it and I basically had to scrape out my bread during each use. I don’t know what possessed the family to finally purchase a toaster, but I don’t care. I’m just happy we have one now. Funny how my priorities as of late revolve around toast.
Many commercial trucks and buses here have stickers plastered across the tops of their windshields. The stickers tend to be very colorful, in print or cursive writing, and include personal names, place names, or “lucky” phrases. I saw a delivery truck today that said “doa ibu” (mother’s prayer).
I found that even when the Rupiah shifts in favor of those who have dollars, it doesn’t matter. I went to an ATM machine on Tuesday thinking I would be getting the “good rate.” I really, really need the better rates because the stronger Rupiah is wreaking havoc on my personal and research budgets. Turns out that I got the same rate as the previous week despite the fact that the newspapers and websites said the markets closed at certain levels. I guess the banks don’t change the rates each day to match the markets???
The U.S. media has been reporting on Mt. Merapi this past week. I’ve read some accounts that say Merapi has already erupted. In Indonesian, the verb “meletus” also means to erupt, but the headlines here do not use it because it has the connotation of “explosion.” Apparently, a little lava does not equal a “true” eruption or explosion.
“American Idol” is popular here. I’ve spoken to a few people who absolutely love it, even more so than “Indonesian Idol.” Folks are eager to see the final show.
Since this is a majority Muslim country, one usually doesn’t find pork served at restaurants. When I shared a Hawaiian pizza with a friend the other night, I realized that Canadian bacon isn’t Canadian bacon if it’s made out of chicken. It was nice to have a different kind of carb instead of rice or noodles, though. 