4th of July costumed pub crawl
So, a bunch of us decided it would be fun to dress up in costumes and go out for a night on the town. Originally we were going to try to be Wizard of Oz characters, with your’s truly as Dorothy, but we decided it might be difficult to get costumes together. Billy found a costume shop in Bandung that rented costumes, and we all went a bit crazy with getting dressed up. It was a great time, and just happened to fall on the 4th of July. What better way to celebrate American Independence than by dressing up in strange costumes and going around to the local bars?
There were 7 of us. I was a fairy, Billy was some kind of Athletic Freak with a huge green afro, sweat bands and gigantic sunglasses, Russell was a Roman, Melanie was some kind of Willy Wonka-type character with a huge candy cane, Pat was a witch, Liz was a can-can girl, and David was Austin Powers. I think we went to a total of 7 pubs that night, and had an awesome time. Here are a couple photos. The first one is in an Angkot, the public transportation in Bandung, with a random guy that just happened to get on the bus after us. The second one is in front of the bar 7 Sins, our 5th stop of the night.
The costumed crew on our way to the 4th pub
Group shot in front of 7 Sins
Don’t worry, we’re fine.
Billy read about the Jakarta bombings this morning, and told me about them. It’s unfortunate that the actions of a few crazy people can bring such a negative perception to such a lovely country.
Filed under Living in Bandung | Comment (0)We set the bird free… YAY!!!
The bird that I’d written about before is now living in the pine forest up in the hills of Bandung. We tried to release him after a couple of days, but he was weak and dazed and just refused to take off. We found a friend in Bandung who had a huge cage in his yard, and he agreed to let the bird stay there for a while to build up his strength. After a few days there, he was hopping all over the place, and eating well. When we tried to get him out of the cage he even bit my friend Jim a few times. We transported him up to the forest in a cardboard box carried on Jim’s motorcycle, by his lovely wife Vini. The three of us went out tromping around in the forest on a Thursday morning, and found a peaceful place off the beaten path to release him. Jim opened the box and gave him a nudge. He hopped and jumped quickly into some underbrush and no matter how hard we looked for him we couldn’t find him again. It was a rewarding experience, but I just wish I could of heard his little voice just once before he took off.
Here are someof the bird and the forest where he’s living now.
Jim holding the bird
Our little friend on the forest floor the first time we tried to release him
