Monday, May 2, 2011

Finally an Update

Well it's been about two months now since I've updated my blog. Partly because I've been lazy, partly because I've been busy, partly because I feel life here is sudah biasa and finally mostly because I've been lazy :p

In the last two months so much has happened I don't know where to begin so ill just mention a few highlights:
*Lots of eating, drinking (non-alcoholic drinks), and nongkrong
*Making lots of new friends both Indonesian and bule
* A trip to the beach and terrible sunburn
* Lots of homework and group work
* A new boyfriend
*Volunteer teaching at the local vegetarian restaurant
* Observation and teaching at a local school
* A visit by the parents
* A trip to Batu Karas, in West Jave
* A trip to Blora in the North East of Central Java
*Another birthday
* Two weddings of random people I don't know
* Two promo videos for the Sheraton Hotel here
* and lots of other random, crazy and fun stuff

Today I've been given an assignment to write everyday - in Indonesian - which involves me keeping a daily blog from now on and a lot of Indonesian practice. I will try and update in english as well.

Until next time
xx






Thursday, March 10, 2011

Over the top Indo

I have now been going to Sanata Dharma University where there are 3 other ACICIS students doing the same program as me. Other than that the only other bules study in Lembaga Bahasa or at Atma Jaya University which is closely linked to Sadar. I have just noticed this sign reflecting how over-the-top Indonesia can be :p

Despite the fact that there are thousands of people going to this university the four of us have a banner especially for us (whether this is from last semester I don't know - but there was only 5-6 ACICIS students then as well)
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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Stereotyping

I am currently doing a unit at Sanata Dharma called Penahami Lintas Budaya (or Cross-Cultural Relations). We've been given an assignment to come up with common stereotypes about:
  • Indonesia
  • Australia
  • America
  • Europe
  • Asia
  • Africa
  • etc.
It's really quite confronting since we have always been told from a young age not to stereotype people. Trying to think about Australian stereotypes of Indonesian's is next to impossible for me after living here and I know we will be asked specifically about them (and unfortunately most stereotypes about Indonesia in Australia are negative). In my research I came across these stereotypes about all different European countries and found them quite amusing. Whether they're true or not is another matter but insightful all the same.


The British:

- will say sorry to a lamp post if they walk into it, and probably mean it too
- have a tendency to get unflatteringly nationalist and arrogant (though only at major sporting events)
- tend to over-estimate their importance in the world, forgetting that they are more or less the lapdogs of America nowadays
- all know the Queen and Princess Di personally
- absolutely hate the French
- drink warm beer and have the worst national cuisine in the world
- make beautiful, ingeniously designed cars and motorcycles but have no idea of the concept of reliability
- live in thatched cottages in small villages, next to a castle
- are bald, have bad teeth, are pale, uptight, reserved in the extreme and, if male, are probably gay (because they all go to residential schools, talk like Hugh Grant and get buggered by older kids and teachers)
- are utterly dependable in a war

The Irish:

- are always, always drunk
- (if living abroad) will do anything for Ireland, absolutely anything, except actually live there
- fight a lot
- shag sheep

The Scots:

- are the same as the Irish but also spectacularly tight-fisted with money
- hate the English
- wear kilts (with nothing underneath, of course)
- have red hair and freckles
- say "och aye the noo!" all the time
- eat haggis

The Welsh:

- shag sheep
- sing in all-male choirs
- say "boyo" constantly
- shag sheep
- sort of hate the English
- are obsessed with rugby
- shag sheep

The French:

- hate the English (but like the Scots)
- smoke
- are, in positions of authority, officious and rude
- hate it when people speak don't speak French when visiting
- hate it when people try to speak French when visiting
- think that France is the best country in the world and everyone else's country is vastly inferior
- treat women like shit
- drive like idiots
- have really, really good food
- are all communists (especially if they're students)
- show their breasts in films all the time, for no particular reason
- are really crap at fighting in wars
- colluded with the Nazis almost immediately after they got conquered
- say "mon dieu" "sacre bleu!" and "ooh la la!" regularly
- never wash themselves

The Belgians:

- have nothing of interest other than chocolate and beer
- can't decide if they're French or Dutch, so have settled for both

The Dutch:

- are all stoned
- are the most laid back people in Europe
- live in houses that are 8 stories high and 3 feet wide, in a country flatter than Kate Moss's chest
- spell their words in one way and pronounce them in a completely different way, according to a set of rules that you can never know unless you are Dutch
- speak English better than the English
- grow tulips and wear clogs
- have the most liberal laws on the planet

The Germans:

- are obsessed with all the filthiest, most perverse sexual practices they can dream up
- think they are the best people in Europe
- are really sorry about the Nazi thing
- have taken the term "precision engineering" and turned it into an art form that is always worth the inevitably high price
- drink a lot of beer, but are never actually drunk like the Scots and Irish
- don't shave their armpits (if female)
- have mullets and moustaches (if male)
- are genetically incapable of having a sense of humor
- eat sausages and sauerkraut

The Austrians

- really liked the Nazis
- are not German (even though they are)
- still like the Nazis

The Swiss:

- like chocolate
- saw the phrase "rules and regulations" and elevated it to an art form
- have lots of snow
- yodel
- stole the Jews' gold

The Italians:

- wear aftershave by the gallon
- drive tiny, zippy little cars and scooters without any reference to sensible driving practices
- are passionate in the extreme, about everything
- are gorgeous (if female)
- are creepy and obsessed with picking up chicks (if male)
- say "mama mia" all the time
- change their government about as often as they change their underwear
- gesticulate wildly at every opportunity
- have the most politically corrput society in Europe
- have great food (though not as great as the French)
- are obssessed with football

The Swedes:

- drive Volvos
- think sex should be practised as often as possible, but only in a light-hearted, unserious way
- are all communists
- are not Norwegian (even thought there's no difference between them)
- are all called something-somethingsson
- commit suicide more than any other nation
- are all blonde (yes, all of them)

The Norwegians:

- eat fish and only fish
- are amazingly religious in the classic "hard-working Protestant" sense
- are not Swedes (even though there's no difference between them)
- have fjords

The Icelanders:

- all know each other personally
- are not Scandinavian
- all indulge in bizarre, dangerous sports

In Heaven,

The police are British,
The cooks are French,
The engineers are German
The administrators are Swiss
And the lovers Italian.

In Hell,

The police are German
The cooks are British
The engineers are Italian
The administrators are French
And the lovers Swiss."

Monday, February 28, 2011

New Blog

I have just created a new blog. As a part of my course for the semester I have to submit weekly e-journals on a given topic so thought i'd share online. www.iltiflote.blogspot.com

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Memasak dan Nongkrong sama teman2 kos

I have now been in my new kos for over two weeks and as of yet haven't spent much time there. I thought that I would struggle a bit this semester for entertainment - i feel so far removed from the new ACICIS students (they're all experiencing Jogja for the first time) - but as it turns out I've been flat out but this week I decided it was time to chill out with the girls in my kos and start cooking. My mbak kos and teman kos love to cook and love trying new recipes especially western recipes.

We started off slow with pancakes, which I've cooked with them before (in the times of Katrina (kanganmu kat :( )) but as it turns out they wanted to cook again and alas what the wanted to cook was pizza. So, yesterday it was off to the supermarket to stock up on ingredients and cook pizza.

Well the whole experience was hilarious, with too sticky dough, gluten free crusts, lots of mess and an oven that is NOT what anyone in a western country would classify as an oven (it was a metal cabinet that sits on top of the hotplate). This meant that instead of taking 15-20 minutes to cook, it took well over an hour, but it did produce suprisingly good pizzas.

Next week I think the menu is nasi goreng, but i'm sure there'll be something else before then :)

Monday, February 21, 2011

Alex Unplugged

Today definitely marked a new chapter in my life. It was officially the first day I am the only Semester 31 student left in Jogja (although Sophie will be back next week); it was also the first day of study at Sadar (Universitas Sanata Dharma). I'm actually a little confused about the whole thing and feel like I have no-one to talk to about it. Ina is busy; Rifqy in Singapore, my Sem 31 buddies in Australia and due to a miscommunication the person I really want to talk to won't talk to me. There are others of course but I don't feel close enough to them to explain and I feel like people at home just don't understand. There's an air of sadness and aloneness for me but I feel hopeful and happy at the same time.


This journey has been life transforming and it's hard to explain the influence it has had on me to people on the outside. I obviously miss my friends from last semester, my friends from home and my family - I feel that they are/were my safety net - but it is strangely liberating to be in this on my own. I feel like I can do this and in many senses am free from the burdens of last semester (and subsequently the burdens of the last three years) - where marks have been everything and the pressure has been on to perform. Whilst, there's still pressure (I am here on a scholarship after all), it's now pressure I've put on myself to perform rather than pressure to pass or please people other than myself.

How to explain................ for starters I have made a concerted effort this semester to choose classes that no other bules are in (though it's hard and there is obviously a few compulsory classes we share). I want to branch out of my comfort zone (apparently moving to a third world country is not enough) and challenge myself as much as possible. I also feel unfulfilled with my language acquisition so far. I can easily hold my own in a conversation now and can communicate fairly effectively but it still isn't enough for me which is entirely my fault for not taking control of my language learning. I feel my language is still at a far lower level than I wanted to be at. So this semester is for that - achieving fluency (hopefully) - and immersing myself more in the culture (which means hanging out with Indonesian's and living like a local).


I'm also looking at this semester from the perspective of a future career now. I'm taking journalism language classes and multimedia classes because I can see myself pursuing something like that in the future (who knows). The idea of foreign correspondence continues to appeal to me so I figure I will absorb as much information as possible.

Already I've been trying to attend more cultural events, including going to concerts. I also want to try out pencak sila (an Indonesian martial art - thanks for the inspiration Kat and Yassie) and hope to take up Javanese or Balinese dance classes. I'm also considering doing a course in Indonesia ceremony etiquette and hope to do some work for an NGO, possibly teaching Children at a school set up for the needy.

What is apparent is that one chapter of my life has just closed and I'm anxious and excited to see where this new chapter takes me.


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Jalan-Jalan di Desa Mangunan


Last Saturday was a hectic day of travel, touring, crazy farming adventures and off-road cycling. A couple of days ago Sina asked me to go on a promotion tour for Sheraton hotel where we would go to a village and participate in various activities and get dressed up as wayang kulit (unfortunately I couldn’t get dressed up as a wayang kulit but I’ll save it for another day). Being who I am I immediately said yes and hence why I ended up in Mangunan Village yesterday acting crazy. It was all completely set up for them to photograph and tape us but it turned into a fun, but long, day.

It all started at 8am yesterday where we got picked up and chauffeured to the Sheraton Hotel. There we got to indulge a bit in some Western Breakfast (for me this was fruit salad and yoghurt) before we were taken up to a room to get dressed up as wayang kulit. Unfortunately only two girls could be dressed up this time so I missed out but it was a laugh to watch - especially the boys who ended up wearing sarongs, make-up and weird fake ears.

We then preceeded to go to the village where I watched the dressed up people struggle to dance in their costumes and then go to a school where the boys were ask to play soccer with the kids. Meanwhile, I was sitting around being amused by all these happenings. 

After the school visit, a change of clothes and a quick snack we were lead across a river (we walked through it) to a field that we were to help plough and then plant with beras (rice). Well my insatiable need to get muddy (and boredom) meant I was the first volunteer to get muddy. So, there I was buried to my knees in mud leading a buffalo, in Javanese, through the field. Everyone who was game then had their turn and all of a sudden it was my turn again, this time i got to ride the plough......

After that we helped sew some rice in the field and it was off again to wash the buffalo. Well that didn't go over well with the rest of the bules and again I was to lead the pack in washing the buffalos. After growing bored, I decided it was time for someone else to do the work so may have started a bit of a war....oops.

After washing the buffalo we were hurried off to chase ducks in a waste deep pond of water. Not as fun as it sounds because we were blind folded and I felt stupid - especially since i managed to fall into the only deep part of the pond. Even stupider when I realised my spare closed did not include underwear so had to go without for the rest of the day. 

After that it started to rain so we had lunch and a bit of a rest whilst playing indonesian boardgames with the local kids.

Next it was off to another desa and cross-country cycling back - for me the best part of the day. Totally beat we returned home and fell asleep early.


Planting Rice

Washing the Cows

Chasing Ducks

Chasing Ducks

Wet Wet Wet