Hippy ville

We survived the 12 hour minibus journey, which is a minor miracle as the bus driver was insane! But thanks to our fabulous new ipods (thanks Ben) we survived the journey, nothing like a bit of 'mmm bop' to get the party started on a 12hour bus ride.

We're in Yogyakarta at the moment living it up with the hippys. Our hostel is much nicer here, no cockroaches in sight, although sleeping ontop of the airport and a railway station is not ideal. Along with all the prayer by megaphone, we're not getting too much sleep. Today, we were good tourist and went to Borabudur, (apparently the most important temple in Indonesia...very pretty). Nikki and i are thinking of getting into buddism now. We also learnt that the public transport here is crap, to put it nicely. The bus drivers dont actually know where they are going, you ask them if they are going somewhere, they say 'yes' then drive around in circles for hours in the complete opposite direction whilst charging you a fortune! Lucky that Nikki and I had spent all our time in Jakarta improving our map reading skills so we were able to jump off the bus (in the middle of nowhere) and find our way back to hippyville.

After that experience we needed a big beer so spent the afternoon drinking Bintang and playing with our fabulous new cards from Rosie and Ben (playing cards with pictures of Ben, Rich, Rosie and George...just incase we forgot what they look like). We've been getting into the local food! Ben you must be proud of me! For $10HK, I guess you cant really complain about rice and leaves...mmmm yummy!

Tomorrow we have another delightful 11hour minibus ride down to Bromo where nikki and I will attempt to hike up a volcano at 4am...wish us luck!!!

Peace out man from all us hippys in Yogyakarta xx