The cab ride took almost 2 hours and cost $30 with tip, which is a whole lot more than the bus would've cost ($1 to maybe $3 or $4), but $30 for both of us, two hours, a driver picking us up at our hotel and delivering us to the next hotel in Solo, such a deal. The driver was sweet and friendly, like all the Javanese people we've met so far, and finding the hotel in Solo took a bit of effort as he stopped other taxi drivers to ask for directions.
|Roemahkoe Bed & Breakfast, our sweet little hotel in Solo|
|traditional music at dinner|
|this wall looked like batik designs, and that little statue thing in the corner, hmmmm|
|this blue house was so beautiful, and like most homes, had a bird in the cage|
|beautiful door -- these shades of blue are so common|
|this machine dyed the base fabric. it was this beautiful gold color, and |
when we turned around they were doing purple.
|see the smiling guy on the left? He welcomed us in. Sheets of newly-printed fabric.|
|this guy was folding the finished fabric|
|a random house, but typical|
|no idea what this machine did but it was big and kinda of cool.|
|pulling the newly-printed fabric up off the forms|
|first pass printed|
|so so beautiful, but I wouldn't want to work there|
Our hotel serves afternoon tea, and after that we're heading to the kraton, which is the old sultan's palace; every city seems to have one in its center. We'll find a good spot for dinner and probably crash -- we're still kind of dealing with the 12-hour time change, so we fall asleep by 10 and wake up at 3am, ready to go.
So far, my very favorite thing about Indonesia is the Javanese people. They are so sweet and friendly. Last night at dinner, the owner of the restaurant (a French man from Lyons who moved here because his wife started the restaurant) was telling us that the people are so different, island to island, and that the Javanese people are especially sweet. One other thing I love about them: they love sweet food. My tribe.