Driving in Indonesia May15

Driving in Indonesia

New Addition to the site: You can now visit our new HDR photo a day page, which includes a very short story each day. The bat didn’t look like it was going to move out of the way, and since I was going 60kmh on my scooter on a narrow road, it looked like we would be meeting sooner rather than later. There’s really only one way to describe driving in Indonesia – adventurous. When you’re not trying to dodge wildlife, other drivers, becaks, cyclists, & horses-and-carts, you’re generally jostling for position at traffic lights or trying to figure out what lane you’re supposed to be in. This is a summary of...

Living In Yogyakarta

It’s taken 2 months, but finally we feel at home in Yogyakarta. Armed with our little scooter, the city and its surrounding areas are becoming more and more familiar. Our conversation partners are now more like friends. We meet for coffee or beers and chit-chat about anything and...

Taking Pictures of Lightning

I hauled myself onto a fragile, wooden platform on the roof of our hostel in Jakarta, Dr Frankenstine-esque, to get closer to the ensuing storm. Lightning burst through the sky in different directions. I wasn’t sure where to point the camera. I set up the equipment, composed the shot,...

Rice Paddies in Yogyakarta, Indonesia

I enjoy nothing more than going for a drive on a motorbike through the quiet, winding roads of the Indonesian countryside in search of interesting places. Rice paddies are abundant in Indonesia – they populate almost every patch of the countryside, and I love taking pictures of...

Living In A ‘Dangerous’ Country

The news was showing violent protests against rising fuel prices. Students and police clashed, with petrol bombs and rocks the weapons of choice for the students. This wasn’t anything new. Protests have raged on over BBM (fuel) since we arrived. It was the first time, however, that it...

A Beautiful Sunset at Parangtritis Beach, Yogyakar...

Usually, my photo essays are an exercise in both photography and writing. But today, I’m going to let the photos do the talking. I won’t even mention the bat that almost hit me in the face, or the near death experiences we had on my first motorbike ride in Yogyakarta. All I will...

Mount Merapi, Yogyakarta

Rocks and ash covered the barren, uninhabited land around us. A roof tile on the floor hinted at a darker story to this place. A smouldering killer, cloaked in clouds, stood in-wait. “Jimmy, you’re too rigid. Just relax!” “Okay Rio.” I replied. Driving a scooter...

An Old Mosque in Yogyakarta

Walking barefoot on the warm, smooth marble floor, I was greeted with a sense of calm. Whispers echoed around the darkened mosque. Teenagers in casual clothing sat at the front, facing Mecca. Apparently during exam times it’s common for youngsters to turn to prayer. People lay on the...