Papa is here! And what to do with relatives from Germany who want a visit? Of course, first of all show a small Indonesian orphanage and the "new" as guinea pigs for the children used the English - Welcome!
But since I did not want it goes to the first 2 days already and I luckily in the 2.5 weeks of his visit is not in anyway Orphanage teaching could've (there were between 4.3. And 17.3. A 2-week work camp with Freiwillgen from Japan was in the orphanage. Of those taken over not just my schedule but also taken my room in fog.), We are in with Sairozi tow made their way through Indonesia. First it went to Yogya to admire the Borobudurtempel and let us show on Malioborostrasse of the typical kinds Batikhaendlern Indonesian souvenir stuff. After we had beaten us 2 days by this Shoppinghoelle, Dad and I have passed us by Yogya and flew the plane to Bali.
I never fly again with Lion Air! We are living got out of this plane again, one might described as the eighth wonder of the world! Every Lemming, who would have seen the parts, would be passed out with happiness.
It began that have been discovered not even our 1.5 liter water bottles at the security checks, because the security with everything but the luggage was busy. Then it went to the wait, since inser flight was not only the last, but also had delayed ... because the repair was very reassuring citation said. When we saw the plane, we knew had to be repaired why. When we back at the tail (and not as otherwise normal, on the side) in the Hoellenmaschine boarded tape welcomed us on the walls (these are the reparations, of which we were just told, "went by me during the head turn, yet the urge to ride the bus to Bali was getting bigger). In the headquarters of the tables were loose and you could see through the cracks at the top of the Amaturen the electrics. On the toilet, I had the same time instead of a piece of toilet paper the whole roll in hand, while I was amazed at how many gaps, cracks and crevices can be accommodated in such a small space. When I went back to my seat, I could see the flashes of lightning admired by which we flew through and when I then the brochure with prayers from 5 different religions read that should provoke a good trip, I grabbed me a catchment thoughts: " they all come down ".
I do not like, but after the longest 45 minutes of my life I landed in Denpasar and gliecklich seldom been out of this airplane that I hope never again see more, drop out.
While Dad and I were traveling was deleted at the work camp at the orphanage, the Bad ... and it looks now:
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