Emnition

I'm inside a building (my own room?). I'm near the coast. I can see the coastline, though the beach doesn't exactly look appealing. There's a fence and some industrial activity. This is supposedly somewhere in east Indonesia. I'm talking to a guy (a friend of mine perhaps) who is sitting atop a building somewhere which is under construction. It's a building not too far away, but far enough away that realistically speaking, I shouldn't be able to hear him. He's sitting on the edge of what is currently the roof. He's giving me some advice about ways to continue my travel. One of his suggestions is to fly back to Jakarta and to then fly to some far away island in the east. It would seem not to be the most logical route, however it is apparently the cheapest way to get there.

A bit later my friend Mark is at my door. He's presenting me with two gifts. At first I'm reluctant to accept them, but he insists. One of them is some MYR - not sure why's he giving that to me. Another is a stun gun or similar stunning device. I put them in my room. Not much later we see a man who is dressed similar to an anti-terror unit - all black. We assume there to be a whole team out there. At first I want to use the stun gun, but I fear going out there with a gun shaped object is not the brightest idea. Mark wants to have the gun, but I believe I tell him no. I then proceed to lock myself in the bathroom. Perhaps they won't look in here? Small chance. I really don't want to get shot by a stun dart though. It's gonna hurt. I consider coming out with my hands in the air. Would that work?

I'm doing a trek through.. the jungle? I expected a short walk, but we're actually exploring a path that takes us quite far. I have my earphones with me because I wasn't even expecting walking more than a minute or so. This trek came as a surprise. The earplugs are dangling from my neck. I'm considering the internal damage this will do to the wire.

We end up at what seems to be an university. Pretty much everything is about to close. Even the exits. We meet some new people there and the 5 of us decide to sit down at a table with an L shaped couch, the kind you find in the cafeteria. Pretty much everyone has their phones out. I have someone else's phone, because I want to show something to another person. There's a woman a few metres away from us. She is talking in English with the accent of a French speaker.

Goblok anjing
I have arrived at my friend Andy's house at 2am. He's got a big house. I'm outside on the patio. It's dark outside. Andy isn't expecting me. I forgot for which purpose I came here. I'm also not sure anymore if I was willing to wake Andy up, or if I was going to have a look to see if he was still awake. There are 2 dogs on the patio. I assume them to be guard dogs, cause they start barking at me. They are both of a different breed, though I don't know which. One of them gets really close to me and is slightly frightening me. I know I should remain calm for the dog to be calm as well. The barking of the dog is starting to sound like words. It sounds as if (s)he is saying 'goblok anjing' [Indonesian swearwords]. I find it incredulous and fumble with my phone, which is old and slow, to get a video of it as proof. Meanwhile I hold my left hand out to keep the dog at bay a bit. It's got no respect for personal space. Eventually the dog takes my left hand into its mouth and starts biting lightly. I pull out.

People start appearing from the house. Andy, other Andy, Rei.. Rei? What's he doing here? He tells me he is sleeping here. There's also a woman that I don't know. I explain the situation, which turns into social conversation. I tell Andy about his dog saying goblok anjing and he tells me he's aware of that. Someone looks at my (ring?) finger and discovers that there's a small wound on it from the dog. Damn. I have to go to the hospital. Well I don't need to go right away.. right?

Prison
I'm in prison. I think I'm in for smuggling drugs, though I got framed. I assume someone put something in my big backpack. I'm in together with Hafiz and Bryan. There's a desk with a dude behind it. It's from the embassy of their country. Damn. I would really like one of those for my country right about now. I know I'm innocent and so far prison hasn't been that bad actually, but still...

Tornado
I'm out with my friend San somewhere. We're in a city and it's raining quite hard. We're trying to get from one place to another, mostly trying to take a route that puts a roof over our head. This is not always possible. At some point I have a yolo moment and just dash out to the next spot. Eventually we're taking shelter somewhere and see a tornado passing by fast. Ok. Staying in. There's not being a little bitch and there's not being an idiot. It's amazing to me that I just saw this happen. The tornado eventually becomes quite small (a few metres) and starts to terrorise the area that we are occupying right now.

Shower
I'm in a room, which is supposed to be my room. I wanna take a shower, but my friend Linh is being annoying. My door can be opened quite easily, even when it's locked. He keeps on opening the door. Eventually Achmed walks by and.. idk. The scene changes a bit and it's now 3.. rugby (?) playing dudes who are in the same situation. Their coach walks by and the dude wanting to shower mentions the thing to the coach. I wonder how this is gonna go down. As expected, the coach expects his player to toughen up a bit.

The scene has totally changed. There's some kind of dance routine going on I believe. The coach is lying down on the ground and has taken of his shirt, revealing a big beer belly and a very hairy body. He's shaved his upper body hair into the shape of a wifebeater. It looks slightly disturbing.

Police
I'm with Rei in the car. He just parked. Somehow I'm on the right side of the car and he is on the left side, even though he was driving. Either the steering wheel is on the wrong side or we're in the backseat now. I think the latter. A parking guy comes up to us asking for money. Rei gives it to him. Then there's a police officer with a tiny ugly mustache. He has a police id badge around his neck. He's asking for money too, but it's pure extortion. First he gets a bit of money, then he takes Rei's wallet out and takes IDR 100.000 from it. Damn. I've got my black backpack on my lap. Someone starts to open up my zipper to grab for my wallet. I wanna do something, but I can't really. The situation feels kinda rape-ish. I'm close to just handing my wallet over to end it, but the person can't find it and withdraws. Nice. We get out of the car and walk away, ready to cross the road. Rei gets called again by the cop, who wants more money. Rei tells me he stopped giving money cause he doesn't have that much. We start crossing the 2 lane road. Whoops, more traffic than I thought at first. We do make it safely to the other side.

We come to the hostel, which is called Seven People Inn, but now has a temporary name sign, changing it to Five People Inn. Ah that means Tommie left? But what the hell? He was a guest. Are they gonna change the name every time they get new guests or they leave?

Vacation
I'm in a vacation house / bungalow kinda thing. There's a toilet a few metres away from the front door. The toilet is out in the open and I'm using it. People keep walking by. To poop like this is one thing, but it's gonna be really weird to clean my butt with other people around. The water level is high, causing the area to be flooded. I'm still sitting on the toilet, but I'll have a floating turd issue later. Eventually I have a conversation while still on the toilet. Someone tells me about a job that he has found for a friend of mine. The job comes with housing and variable pay, depending on performance. The guy asks me if I know what that means and I say I do. He hands me a sheet of paper, maybe 2, with info on it. I take it, trying to keep it dry. I finish up on the toilet and don't even wash my butt. I'm in the water anyways. Floating turd. I try to push the water in a direction away from everyone. There's a little girl with her mom present.

I enter the house and smell sausage. I walk into the kitchen and look around. For some reason I'm checking to see if all the stoves are off. Two of them are not. I turn them both off. More people enter the kitchen and I casually mention it to one guy, who becomes pissed off at 2 guys. He gives them a warning card. One more and they're out. Didn't I get one of those earlier on? I kinda dismissed it. Who is this guy to think that he can kick people out?

There's a brown paper bag with bread in it and a mouse/rat. I take the bag, wanting to put it somewhere far away so that the mouse/rat won't bother us. I start walking away from the house. I'm careful of how I hold the bag, grabbing it lightly with my left hand. I don't want to get bitten, cause I might contract diseases. Eventually the mouse/rat almost escapes, so I just chuck the bag away.

Visa
I have left Indonesia and went back home to the Netherlands, together with my mom. Now I'm lying/sitting on an L shaped couch, when suddenly I realise I have a major issue. I didn't get stamped out of the country. That means I'll be slapped with an enormous overstay if I ever enter the country again. What are my options? Perhaps I can arrange it here? No, I think I need to go back to Indonesia and do so before my visa expires. I need to do it before the 18th of December. Daaamn this is going to be expensive. Right before Christmas too. Somewhere during all this, my friend San walks in and sits down on the couch. He asks me what's up and I tell him I'm kinda busy with figuring out this stamp thing. He asks me questions, but this is really not the moment for it. I'm flipping through my passport to find my latest visa and stamp. Some pages are semi see through, which they are not supposed to be. They have a blue colour. Their appearance is slightly similar to a MYR 1 bill, though darker blue.

Fragment
» I walk by a cupboard or something alike and see some pills for my friend Fer. It's her medication.

» I'm outside in the evening. I'm in a well known party street, I think on Bali. The place is deserted though. What the.. is it because it is a weekday? Nahh that shouldn't matter. Further down the road I do see something.

» My friend Fi asks me how I'm doing with the girls. I tell her nothing is going on.

Mudcrawl
I'm somewhere outside, during daytime. I'm together with another person throughout some moments, while alone for some others. I'm standing in a muddy area. I'm walking carefully, sinking into the ground a bit all the time cause the ground is quite liquid. I'm trying not to get too dirty shoes. There's one moment where I'm standing still for a while and quite suddenly I sink up until maybe my knees, within 1 second. Great, standing still is also not an option anymore. I decide to tiger crawl, so as to divide my weight over a larger surface. I crawl past some sort of natural fountain. I turn blind for a while. Over exposure to sunlight? I continue crawling and then stop and wait for my vision to return. It takes a moment. In between I have a conversation with a friend, Fiona. It's been a long time since we last saw each other. Ow perhaps we'll see each other this Saturday? Ah wait, I'm meeting another friend this Saturday though.

Batshit insane
I'm with my friend Coco. She's having an argument over how much her clothes weigh with a guy. The guy is trying to overcharge her for the weight of her clothes. I butt in and say that if I can pack my big backpack and live out of it for 2 weeks and it's still only 7-8 kg, then there's no way these clothes are more. The guy doesn't reply. Eventually I go to the housekeeper and ask her in Indonesian if she has a weighing scale we can borrow. I don't know the word for weighing scale, so first I take a guess, and then I try to describe it. She tells me she got one in the room and to just bring by what needs to be weighed. I go back to Coco to let her know. She's already arranged some whacky bet, where she will play baseball while blindfolded. There's not even enough room here for her to swing her bat without destroying something. There's also motorcycles all around. They've all been chained together with a few long chains, as protection against thieves. I take a look.. despite my bike being a crappy, not worth so much bike, it's still chained up as well.

I'm somewhere on Bali. I'm with one white male friend, though I forgot who. It may have been San. There are also some other people. At first I'm talking with two other guys I think. I've packed my suitcase a tiny bit, but still need to do a lot. We were doing something unrelated to packing for a while. Then I look at an analogue clock and see the time. If I remember correctly, it was close to noon. It is already way too late. I'm gonna miss my flight! I start packing everything real quickly and in a panicky way.

Somewhere along the dream I start looking for my boarding pass, which is already printed. I panic some more because I can't find it. Eventually I do find it, but then lose it again. At first I'm happy that I'm already checked in, because that will save me quite some time and maybe allow me to catch my plane. Then I realise that I have baggage that needs to be checked in as well, so it doesn't matter that I'm already checked in. Damn.

An intermezzo into a different dream situation. I'm standing in front of Fer's room together with San. I knock on the door and within a second San opens it. Dude.. you're supposed to wait... Fer is on her bed and scrambles to cover herself with the blanket. Somehow a bit later, Fer is gone and I'm in the room with San. He starts messing through her stuff. I tell him to stop. This is not his business and we have things to do. He keeps going. I don't understand why he is acting so weird.

At some point I finally order a gojek [motorcycle taxi]. I should've done so way earlier. Stupid. I'm surprised to find out that when the gojek arrives, the driver is a woman. My baggage now consists of a small and a big backpack. For some reason my friend and I have switched big backpacks. I'm not sure how I'm handling my small backpack. I get on the back of the bike. There's a boy sitting on the bike as well. It's 3 of us on one bike, me at the back. I'm the only one wearing a helmet, which I consider fair as I have the most chance of falling off. We stop at a supermarket for a bit.