Showing posts with label Palu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Palu. Show all posts

Sep 15, 2014

A stop over in Jakarta and too many days in Palu

After about a month back in Togeans we left to Jakarta to check out some dive gear as we want to start exploring new dive spots around Bomba as soon as possible. I got into contact with a few companies and ended up doing business with Divemasters, who supplies f.ex. Aqua Lung. Good choice, the staff was extremely helpful and we got a good deal for a bunch of stuff. Also a compressor is now on the way to Sulawesi.

Otherwise now I know I don't have to visit Jakarta any time soon, there's not really anything to do except to breathe pollution and hoping you don't get stuck anywhere in the traffic. Not a nice big city, but when are big cities in Asia actually nice?

We flew back with some extra luggage to Palu, where I wanted to extend my visa. Easier thought than done. Last time my good friend and sponsor could do it alone, I just had to sign a few papers and leave him my passport. Now there are new regulations, they want to take your fingerprints and a photo. Well ok, no problem, so let's take them and I'll get on my way and my friend picks up the passport when everything is ready. Just one obstacle: the boss has to give his signature before they can take my photo. Excuse me? Just take the photo, save it and add it later? Nope, cannot do that.

So I sat in the office for a few days waiting that the boss mercifully comes down back to earth and signs one f'***n paper. Oh yes and they also still kept the old system, so I also had to provide two normal passport photos. But this time with red background. Surprises, surprises, let's make the life of tourist as difficult as possible and make them feel we don't want to have them here. It would be so much easier to stay in Malaysia, Thailand, or basically any other Asian country. Or maybe next time I just should add some rupias between the passport but then again corruption is really not something I want to support.

I got the passport back after hearing “sabar, Pia, sabar” for a few days. We almost run to the afternoon bus and were on our way to Ampana and back to Togean. Or not quite yet... The ride from Palu to Ampana usually takes around 10 hours. And sometimes, like this time, 17 hours... Nope, the road was fine and we had to wait only around 1 hour at one bridge. The drives decided to stop at a coffee shop (or a hooker joint) for a few hours chat and then take another “customer” to the car. And then to have a nap for 5 hours. Take a guess who missed the ferry back to the islands. Yes, I was happy and also let the driver to feel that. Mitra touna, next time I'll choose some other company.

I think I took one photo in Jakarta and none in Palu, so I'll just add a few photos of Sami here, he's more interesting than cities anyways.


Racing :)
  

Dec 27, 2013

Where the hell is my luggage?

In Frankfurt. Shit.

I went back to Asia the cheapest way possible. Malaysian Airlines had the best offer so I flew to Singapore via Frankfurt and Kuala Lumpur. In Frankfurt the transit time was 4 hours so I thought that'll be no problem. In KL I had only 1 hour and was a bit worried that I'll make it but my backpack wont. I shouldnt worry too early as my luggage never even made it further than Frankfurt. No problem if I would have stayed in Singapore but I already booked flights forward to Palu in Sulawesi. That was a huge action from Lion Airs side too as they rebooked my flights not only one time with unpossible flying times. Oh well, thats Indonesia :)

Anyways, I made it to Palu and started to wait. The airport is really small, there's no usual modern airport technologies available but the staff is really helpfull. I sat in Lion Airs office basically for 3 days waiting for my bag. I also emptied the Billabong shop I found in a mall as my insurance pays me a bit when my luggage is delayed. And really, where should I put all the new clothing as for sure they dont fit into my bag...

Finally in the fourth day I was re-united my now too full backpack and I could finally move forward towards Ampana and the Togean Islands. My third time there. I can't think there's any better place to spend christmas than at Poya Lisa with some people that are special to me.