April 20th, 2009 - Where shall I begin? The truth is I am human. And although I am usually good about functioning in the developing world sometimes the frustration sets in. Lately, I’ve been letting it get to me. I am not proud of it but it is true. The language barrier does not help although I am starting to believe that even if I spoke perfect Indonesian there would still be a fair amount of confusion.
I assumed that I would be shown another room. After all mine should have been quarantined and designated for toxic cleanup (the floor was sticky) to say nothing of the mosquito carcasses littering my floor. Oh no. All that was needed was a broom and a smile. Their solution was to petrify my room with chemicals and sweep away death. Seriously? I’m pretty easy going but this was a bit much. I packed my shit and hit the road. Well, sort of. I went next door.