We began our day at Jakarta's Textile Museum - a fabulous collection of hand painted batiks from across the island and across the nation. Every one was beautiful, and poorly lit. They were housed in a magnificent old colonial building, with huge windows and gorgeous light. The buildings were surrounded by gardens. The plants were sparse, but they included cotton and indigo, completing the story of how batiks are made.
From the textile museum, we walked. We walked into a fabric market, where we bought cloth for our Christmas dresses. We walked into a food court, where we ate a variety of Indonesian dishes, finishing with root beer floats from A&W. We walked across and through loads of traffic.
We sought out a coffee shop, getting frustratingly lost along the way. Coffee is one of the many pleasures in Jakarta. The island grows some of the best coffee beans in the world. The city sells primarily instant coffee, but has some coffee shops tucked away in little corners of the city which are well worth seeking out.
And after walking to these sights, we walked back to the car. This time, we took the quieter roads, where we found laundry and puppies and children and life.
As we neared the car, we crossed a bridge. Lilly noted the obvious drought conditions. Sophia noted the goats, the chickens, and the puppies. Annika noted the little waterfall coming from the homes. And Dave noticed the skyline. I couldn't capture the homes or the puppies, because they were on the other side of the water. But the skyline is pretty fun.
We went home dirty and exhausted, stopping at a movie theater on the way - because it was a Sunday, and Sunday night is movie night in our house. Pizza for supper and late to bed. This is what school breaks are made of.
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