Arrival in Indonesia...
Arriving in Debut, Indonesia and exploring the anchorage and the surrounding town and countryside of Kai Island was our first introduction to Indonesia. We found ourselves enjoying it immensely, despite major communications barriers. The people are gentle and patient, and we managed to get by pretty well. One of the things that made our stay so good in this anchorage was the hospitality shown by Mr. Koro, who drove us back and forth to shore (nowhere to land the dinghy -- very shallow landing area and then concrete steps, with nowhere to tie up), and Mr Addy, who was our taxi driver around Tual and the surrounding area. Wonderful people -- and service with a genuine smile.
A tour around the Debut anchorage with Mr. Koro in his long boat.
Debut, Indonesia, on Kai Island. Largely a Muslim fishing village.
Mr. Koro and his outboard.
A tour around the anchorage took us under the bridge that we heard day and night as mopeds and pedestrians crossed it. Clatter-clatter-clatter.
Lola and Jana in the bow of Mr Koro's boat.
Kids on the bridge. We found the children in our first stop extremely curious and friendly. Even with no English, they managed to express themselves quite well. And we never had the feeling they really wanted anything, other than to be friendly. A nice welcoming feeling.
Common structure for houses along the waterfront in Debut, Kai Island.
Driving around Tual...
In the big city of Tual -- the market. Fruits and veggies for the first time since Vanuatu. The large grapefruit were a disappointment, but the cucumbers and papaya did not disappoint.
And bananas -- lots and lots of bananas.
A typical market stall in the Tual market.
Jana gets squeezed. For the first of many times. We discovered that
Indonesians adore Jana. Her blond hair and fair skin prove irresistible and their
natural response is to grab her and pinch her cheeks or arms – hard. She grins and bears it and carries
the burden for the family well.
Lola and Jana make friends in the Ministry of Tourism,Tual. These women insisted on having a photo taken with Jana and Lola – a practice we would soon become well acquainted with. This is where our check-in happens. In Tual, there is a whole office dedicated to tourism, but we’re not sure what they do exactly because there is a lot of sitting around and smiling – and so many officials for a place that sees very little tourism. Perhaps they are trying to promote tourism more? Perhaps it’s part of a programme to bring more people to their region? We could not tell. But we did meet Mr. Budhi, who was our ‘agent’ and helped us check in and clear our boat into Indonesian waters.
Mr Budhi and Michelle. Mr Budhi was our official agent and he
helped with check-in, which consists of checking in with Quarantine (they first
came to our boat on our first day, along with Mr. Budhi), then Immigration,
then Port Captain, then Customs. The added bonus for Michelle was that Mr Budhi
drove her around town on his bike all afternoon, from one office to the next.
And then drove her all the way back to the boat – a nice long evening ride
across the countryside of Kai Island. City and country smells from the back of
a moped – a great introduction to Indonesia. (Thanks for the photos, Arthur on S/V Morning Glory!)
Meeting some people in places around town...
Queuing for benzin. Mopeds are the common form of transportation, and the lines for gasoline are long.
Visit to a beach resort area where on
weekends this area is packed with Tual City residents who come to relax and eat
large family meals.
School visits...
Visit to a local village and their school.
These kids performed songs and played games with Lola and Jana and the teachers
gave us a tour of the school. We met one teacher named Bean (who says to
pronounce it “Ben”) who met us the next day and took us around the island on
another tour. Ben’s English was pretty
good so we could ask questions and understand most of his answers.
Mr Bean and his school -- with Lola and Jana in the mix. The kids played games with Lola and Jana and we were wined and dined by the school teachers in the evening. Our introduction to home-made banana fritters and potatoes. Yum.
Visit to Mr Budhi’s school, where the
students learn home economics and language to prepare themselves for the
tourism trade. They learn hospitality (hotel management), food services (cooking) and textiles (sewing) -- and they have special classes in English . On this day, they were dedicating
a new building so we were invited to the ceremony where the building was
blessed and the students then sang songs. We then went on a tour of the school
which included some treats – fresh papaya/ mango juice,among other things – and also a
request that we sit with a senior class and talk to them about who we are and
where we come from. We had a fun hour or so with them – answering their
questions and also asking some things about their school. A couple of them
demonstrated impressive language skills, and they were a friendly group of kids
and teachers.
The students gather to sing for the ceremony at the Tual City School for Tourism.
Teachers sitting in the shade (with the guests, too!).
One of the things that struck us about the architecture in Tual was how colorful it is. It's bright and cheery. You can see they did not go for subdued colors on this new building. And in the costumes below, made by the students at the school.
More photos from the School for Tourism: Students and their Singer, and the showroom with some of the things they make, including clothing and crafts, such as the entire wedding outfits made for the wedding of one of the teachers. The school made the bridal gown, the groom's suit and a very large wedding settee -- featured here with the head of the school and Jana sitting on it.
A visit to a nearby village...
We took a day-trip around the island of Kai and visited another small village on a nearby island, off the northwest coast. The locals were keen to show us their 'museum' and other sites, so we were excited to see what this was all about. We were treated to a wonderful visit, and this village, more than anything else on Kai, reminded us of some of the Polynesian villages in the South Pacific. Village life and rhythms are much the same, though this particular village is preparing itself for what it thinks is the inevitable onslaught of tourism in the near future. In fact, they are gearing up for it and hoping it brings more visitors. We were among the few visitors this year.
Seaweed drying in the village. The sell it to local restaurants and eat it at home, too.
Root of the cassava plant, poisonous to eat in its pre-dried state but then formed into waffle-shaped dried snacks which you find in stands on every street corner in towns across Indonesia.
The heart of the tourism attraction in the village. This is the "museum" -- a remnant of Japanese artillery from the second world war.
Mr Addy, our taxi driver in Tual/ Debut, and his father. Mr Addy drove us for the 3-4 days we were in Kai Island. He drove us back and forth between our anchorage in Debut and Tual City (8 km away), and all around the island. Each day we paid him $15 or $20 for his services. He was a wonderful guide and a great help while we were there. And he took a real shine to Jana – as demonstrated by this gift on our last day with him. He stopped in his house on our way home and emerged with this enormous shell – a beautiful gift for the delighted and genuinely surprised Jana. We're still trying to figure out how to fit in on board.
Saying goodbye to Mr Addy and Mr Koro – our two guides in Debut. They came for coffee on our last morning, and despite profound language gaps, we managed to share a few stories and enjoy one last visit before leaving for new stops in Indonesia.