Wednesday, May 6, 2009
We visited a "factory" in Bogor that makes gongs. The reason why I wrote factory like this, is because it's not how you would really imagine a factory. It was a tiny street front door that led into closed in area with a dirt floor and a large fire in the middle where they were firing up the metal and then they'd pull it out and then 5 men would hammer the heck out of it. They did this all day in the searing heat until the gong was the right shape and would make the right sound.
In Bogor there was a paintball park. So we went in there and had a great time although I don't think I would do it again in a rush. The balls really hurt when they get you. We had to say that the kids were not allowed to be shot at. Mum stayed with Felix so here you see: Grandpa, Declan, Andri (our driver), myself, Gus and Tilly. A great "kama-kazi" shot.
Where we stopped to look at this home, there was also a shop across the road where a few women were gathered. They were so excited to see a white baby. They quickly ushered me over there and sat me down next to them. You could tell the oldest lady was a respected grandmother of sorts. The other younger women were so intrigued and laughing all the time. One of the ladies (wearing a cream top) wanted to hold Felix but I had this really uneasy feeling about her and whilst she tried to take him, I held on to him tight. At the very same time all the other women rushed to her and told her not to take him. I could tell there was something not right about her. However the old grandmother wanted to hold him and I was happy for her to. She was really sweet.