holiday, or so it seems.

I just came back from Indonesia this morning at 2am, and man, though I was looking forward to a brief hiatus from the humdrum of school and work, my holiday turned out to be not so enjoyable after all. Today, when people asked me how my trip was, I really really wanted to be able to say “Great! I really didn’t want to come back!” but the sad truth is that I almost wish that I had stayed in Singapore to clear some of the work that needed to be done.

There were some highlights during the trip though. (photos will be posted soon)

I got to eat some really awesome local delicacies (the result of which has resulted in me going on a detox now that I’m back. Damn the high correlation between going on a holiday and being extremely gluttonous!)

I attended a wedding of a family friend who is my age (which thus prompted the inevitable “So when are YOU getting married?” accompanied by a prod to the rib).

I indulged in a little retail therapy (jackets, leather bags, watches, donuts, etc).

I got to practice my Bahasa Indonesia a little more (though I am certain that my Singaporean eccentricities betrayed my true nationality)

I do admit that my trip wasn’t that bad, though everytime I visit Indonesia I long for Singapore’s efficiency, obedience to traffic rules and lack of visible corruption (hmm).

The only reason why I don’t give up entirely on trying to understand her is because my Dad is, and will always be, Indonesian first. If understanding Indonesia is one way I can understand him, then I guess, it will be well worth the effort.