Jakarta
We took a becak ride to the Peilow's residence again, about 10 minutes away, where we had breakfast. Then we already had to say goodbye to some of the Peilows and went to Uncle Freddy's (still in Jakarta but a 3 hours drive, traffic is a mess). He live in a gigantic 'Dallas like' house with two bathrooms, a music room, a tenniscourt, an open kitchen (and I mean open: there's just one wall missing), etc. Here we met a lot of family: Pangkei, Waney, Manday, we never saw so many relatives we didn't know. It was nice to meet Oma Non, the sister of my Mum's Dad, who raised my mother when she was still a baby. Then we had diner (of course) and went back to hotel in Bogor, joined by the Peilows (Tante Babes, Tante Rita, Lisa, Sigrid and Enrico), who also spent the night there.Posted on August 3, 1996 at 12:00 AM in Indonesia | Permalink| Comments (0)