Sunday, November 15, 2009

Twilight--uncanny



I kid you not.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

My house

Here (finally) are some pictures of my house.




Here is my bedroom. It's very clean in this picture because my friends were coming to visit. I have a large bed, a wardrobe, a desk. Oh, and an air conditioner, which is a big help.

Here is my bathroom.


You see I have a Western toilet, which is nice. I don't have a sink, but I have a mandi, which is like a big tub to hold water. To wash my hands, then, I get some water from the mandi with a bucket, and wash over the drain in the floor. The shower is on the other side of the room, out of this picture. It's just a shower head in the corner, so after I shower I have to sweep all the water to the drain so the floor will dry.

On the other side of the bathroom is another bedroom.


Last year there were two English Teaching Assistants living here. This room is bigger, but it doesn't have air conditioning, so I went with the other room. Besides, I think the cockroaches were coming from this room. Not that I have seen any live roaches for a while--the anti-bug chalk works really well.





These are some pictures of my kitchen. There are two room, one of which is more like a balcony, but there's no door between them, so I consider them to be the same room, even if only one has a real ceiling. I have a sink, a table, a stove with two burners, a fridge, and a little shelving unit for storage. Oh, and a rice cooker and a waffle maker, now. There's a gecko that lives in my kitchen, though he runs away when I come in. If I leave the room for a while, he'll stick his head up over the windowsill and make a sort of clicking, chirping noise to see if I'm still there.

It turns out that there is also a cat who likes climbing the first floor roof to come into my kitchen and poop in the corner. I find this very odd, because it doesn't eat any of my food, it just comes in and poops regularly in the corner. Very strange.

Cooking is interesting, because the stove is super hot. A lot of what I cook turns out either burnt or undercooked, or a mixture of both. My most common meals are French toast and hash browns, or vegetables and rice. I found a jar of spaghetti sauce at the store, but it turned out to be really gross (very thick and sweet), so the other day I ate buttered noodles with onions and garlic instead. Last night I cooked tofu with kecap manis (sweet ketchup?), and it was very good. For some reason it was the perfect temperature for the tofu to cook, though carrots and broccoli are sort of hopeless. That is, they will never be cooked quite right, but I don't mind slightly undercooked vegetables.

I also eat out pretty regularly, either gado-gado (vegetables with peanut sauce) across the street or ikan bakar (fish cooked over a fire) down by the ocean. I never was very interested in eating fish at home, much less a whole fish, but now I like it a lot. The meal consists of the fish, whole, with rice and vegetables (usually a spinachy stalk kind of thing), plus dabu-dabu (chili sauce), for a couple of bucks.

Now that I've been talking about food so much, I am very hungry, so I'm going to go home and eat lunch now. Oh, but I almost forgot the other room in my house.

It's basically a parlor. But I don't hang out there too much because it can be too hot.