Pallavi’s cousin had work today and to be honest, we
couldn’t be bothered with exploring. We just sat at home, cleaned clothes, went
to buy some coffee supplies from the local mall, and watched cable television. I
had no idea there were so many National Geographic channels. It was great to
have a stop in the middle. This trip has been really hard for me. I haven’t
been to many developing countries, and those that I have visited (India, Egypt,
Brazil to some extent, and Malaysia) have either been for short trips or with
friends. I really need to get my Pippi Longstocking/Pocohantas Explorer/Pirate
hat on and get ready for the rest of Southeast Asia. I‘ve gotta figure out squat
toilets, how to clean my own clothes in the shower, how to flush said squat toilets using the bucket and the cup thing, and how to haggle. These are
must haves! I am such a pansy. I’ve gotta say – I’m loving the air conditioning
and the cable tv.
Once Pallavi’s cousin came home, he invited us to join him
at some roof top bar. He said there was a dress code, so we scurried around to
find our Backpacking finest. We figured, we’re women, it usually isn’t as hard
to pull off dress casual as women. We’ve never not been allowed entry!
Dressed to the 8s (there is no 9, we are backpacking after
all), we go to the roof top bar, where we are told that there is a dress code
and as such, as we won’t be allowed entry! We found out later from our
Indonesia friend Aldi that he also wasn’t allowed in this bar once and he has
refused to spend money in any of that management company’s restaurants since.
Heads hanging, knowing we are the reason her cousin didn’t
get in, we go to another more casual place, have a great time, and call it a
night.
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