To Yogyakarta
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 20 Sep 2016 22:57
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To Yogyakarta,
Java
 Danny (Sentinel) kindly came
to pick us up at a quarter past seven, we then went to pick up Richard and Val
(Kereru) who were booked on the same flight to Yogyakarta on Java. We
shared a ride to Denpasar
International Airport,
Domestic Terminal here on Bali, arriving just after eleven for our one thirty
flight. Departure check in was a real surprise –
modern, fresh and very quick after we found a machine that gave us our boarding
cards and baggage labels. A young man scooped us up, checked our labels, bade us
watch our bags disappear and off we went in search of a snack. That done, we
bimbled through some shops to find Gate 4.
           A magnificent show
of orchids.
 Soon
settled on our Air Asia aeroplane and waiting in line for
take off. The one hour and five minute flight that would take us three
days on Beez Neez - at forty nine pounds each return, we would
certainly use more diesel.
 Soon over
Java.
  A couple of clouds to go down through and the huge city of Yogyakarta came into view.
  We left our trust
steed and headed for Arrivals and baggage
claim - very quickly done, we went in search of a taxi
 Our route. The purpose of our visit – to visit Borobudur
and Prambanan Temples, each World Heritage Sites and in the 1000 Places to
See Before You Die book. Our clocks went back an hour so we landed five
minutes after take off. We all piled in a taxi and for the princely sum of seven
pounds fifty the four of us enjoyed a crazy half hour fast ride to a city so
packed with motorbikes, cycles, peddle rickshaws, motorised rickshaws, cars,
vans, each melding with not a fist raised or a swear word heard. Size matters
and everyone somehow misses each other by the narrowest squeak. We were dropped
first, Richard and Val five minutes away. We booked our chap for our first
excursion to Borobudur on the morrow.
  Bear had
found us a lovely hotel at twenty pounds a night B+B. Beds
soon snuggled on the big, comfy bed as Bear went to try the pool, I followed in swift
order.
  Off we went
for supper. Night time bimble from base.
 We found a
bistro-cum-bakery with some wild coloured
cakes.
   Rainbow cake - not an ‘e’ number in sight. I had the most
delicious chocolate coffee frappe and happy boy settled to a feast.
  Bear chose
minute steak, wedges and vegetables in gravy, I chose
lasagne and what a change these meals made from
noodles, rice and heavy spices.
 Soon back to
our street corner sporting our first graffiti
in Indonesia.
ALL IN ALL VERY IMPRESSED
WITH THE WHOLE DAY
SLICK AND EFFICIENT TO A
QUIET, COMFORTABLE
HOTEL |