train route turned out to be quite friendly - the train was in our class skm'ki mounted with the ceiling fan in the toilet water was also totally acceptable. Door in the range were open the whole time, which gave the opportunity to admire the views, but had to be careful not to wylatac of the car. But it was one thing with separate This way of - there was absolutely second in which there passed out for any vendor-product offering, starting from artistic performances, beggars, clothes (!), Interior, cushions, springing for all kinds of food, warm drinks cold and snacks - fruit, vegetables, meals ready to heat or instant-word during 9h trip before our eyes had been established Niezly hipertmarket:) and the window is beautifull rozpozcieral Indonesian landscape of rice fields, rivers, forests and very lush greenery. After reaching the Yogya we went to find accommodation and visit the surrounding area. Town mile surprised us, there was no crowd and dirt from the well-known Jakarta, was for a street on which set Maliboro are souvenir stalls, and Matchstick Men who invite us to a gallery batik'ow (no one needs and very expensive clothes ornamental). The next day we rented a motorcycle - do not guess Whose idea? I will not elaborate on how to conduct vehicle in this chaos, I'll only punching through the city in traffic between the m-rickshaws, carriages, cars is a challenge and requires 200% concentration. Using a motorcycle drove a few kilometers outside the city to the temple of Prambanan, who has not had done us a great impression - that's a big piece of ancient concrete. Then we went to Parangtritis-called inflammation of the throat by us-who is to your Seat Yogyakarczykow for the weekend - even though it is over the ocean can not swim in it, because the big waves and rocks caused by that would be our last bath. Rekonensans again this morning, we went to a nearby hospital - such small deviation unions - where Basia wparowala the Treatment rooms, causing confusion and smile doctors. Generally We were treated very nice escaped in August even though everyone who knew two words in English. We wanted to see a doctor who speaks English, to name a few sentences. Unfortunately, an internist on behalf of an unspecified closer Pang? who reportedly spoke in English, rather, belonged to this group who knows the two words. Our conversation with him reminded me of my egamin of internal medicine - that is a question and embarrassing silence, the sweat on his forehead, looking for something in my head, and silence again. There we learned exactly nothing tymniemniej hospital quite pleasant and clean air-conditioned. Besides nice times, the natives are very friendly, smiling very widely, even though the state of their teeth is often blisku zero, are helpful (you can ride around the city without enough GPS pointing ask someone on a motorbike on way-he piloted us to the desired location), eating delicious fruit, I admire the whole range of savory dishes, Basia and continue them fruit. Another aim of the Temple of Borobudur at sunrise. What's next-we do not know exactly, but they are the most important holidays:) I threw a few photos - klick!
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