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Yesterday we departed Indonesia, beginning the long journey home to you. Thank you for sharing your child/sibling/friend/loved one with us. As an instructor, it’s an incredible gift to travel and learn alongside students who are so spirited, curious, and wholehearted as these.

We have spent the last few days celebrating and reflecting together at a beautiful spot by the beach, discussing how we’ve learned and grown through this experience – and how to carry it back into our lives at home. Be ready to ask questions and to listen; we are returning full of new stories, questions, and ideas. In the meantime, we wanted to share some glimpses of the place that has held, challenged, and inspired us over the last 6 weeks.

--

Jamie:

I am Indonesia
I am betelnut-stained grins and crimson spit splashing Langa’s sidewalks.
I am the Milky Way, a shimmering brushstroke across the night sky.
I am eucalyptus, bamboo, and mangrove in a thousand shades of green.
I am the burst of a firework against the sky – at any hour of the day or night – set into orbit by crowds of giggling kids.
I am the silhouette of Sampela’s stilted huts, grey against the citrus hues of early sunset.

I am peppery ginger tea and silky, sweet kelapa dug from the shell.
I am briny sea cucumber, served raw off the edge of Taimba’s blade.

I am cookfire smoke in a cozy kitchen, the earthy spice of sambal, and salty sea air.

I am the sweet, strong pull of a tiny hand, leading you along Sampela’s winding boardwalks.
I am the pitch and sway of the waves in your legs, long after you’ve stepped from the boat.
I am Mama Rosa’s dry, calloused hand, cupping your cheek the day you arrived in her home.

I am the creak of a bamboo floor and the lapping of the waves beneath it.
I am 80’s power ballads blaring from mini-buses, masking the rattle of rusty doors.
I am greetings called from all directions in the sing-song lilt of Bahasa Indonesian.
I am shrill roosters and shrieking children, waking you from sleep.
I am the call to prayer, carried on the wind.

I am evolution and adaptation and resilience.
I am proud tradition and rapid change.
I am the clash and blend of countless customs and beliefs.
I am life’s vibrancy in all its forms.

I am Indonesia.

--
Della:

I am Indonesia.

I am the deep pink that bleeds into the water in Sampela—the backdrop for the silhouettes of the bamboo houses standing on top of the ocean;
the fiery orange that is painted across the peaceful rice fields in Kedungmiri, with only mountains and mountains in the distance;
the deep purple that borders the starry sky and full moon in Langa.
I am the surreal layers of stars into galaxies in Sampela's night sky.
I am the first sight of the volcano up-close—it's threatening yet peaceful stature within the hills.

I am the single file line of us hiking up the mountains and into the clouds.
I am the beautiful and intricate patterns of Ikat and Batik.
I am the first bite into Roti-O;
the crunchiness of salty tempeh and peanuts;
the discovery of sticky rice crepes wrapped in leaves.

I am the slightly moldy but comforting damp smell of my room in Langa.
I am the squat toilets and bucket showers that scare me a little less now.
I am the smell of chicken in our packable lunches when we are famished on travel days.
I am the fermented coffee berry peels.
I am fresh laundry that smell like perfume and happiness.

I am Fania's curly hair and dimples.
I am the rough stone carvings at Borburdor.
I am the snake-skin fruit.
I am the wise, wrinkled, and determined faces.

I am the crashing waves;
the cat fights;
the Indonesian language;
the whistling wind at night.
I am each other's comforting voices;
the sound of wind brushing through my hair on fast rides;
Fania's voice yelling “Della! Della!” as I make my way home on the fourth day in Langa.

I am hundreds of dialects, tribes and traditions, with differences from clothing to religion, but all with the same warm smiles.
I am biodiversity.
I am discomfort yet feelings of safety and content.
I am laughter, sweat, music, patterns, colors, the feeling of being alive.
I am cities and rural farms—land and water.

I am Indonesia.

--
Mackenzie:

I am Indonesia

I am never knowing whether it will be a bucket shower or not
I am never knowing whether it will be a squatty potty or not
I am the beach from where I have been journaling at the resort. The amazing view of where sky meets water and becomes an eternal horizon

I am Roti'O. The snack I've craved since day one and will miss everyday once I leave.

I am the smell of salt water and sweat in Sampela.
I am the Fresh coffee roasting over the flames in Langa.
I am myself in Langa; after not being able to shower for four days...

I am the calloused hands of fishermen and mothers alike, stroking my cheek and elbows as I pass.
I am one set of hands holding that of four children's in Sampela.
I am my aching butt on the three day bike trip.
I am the ice cold water of the dreaded bucket shower.

I am music in Kadungmiri.
I am Firecrackers in Sampela.
I am the coffee machine in Langa.
And I am roosters everywhere.

I am Indonesia.
Dangerously beautiful and vibrant. Full of kind and inviting people eager to learn and have new experiences just like ourselves.

--
Emma:

I am Indonesia.
I am watching mountain peaks revealed and covered by clouds.
I am sky-blue-pink.
I am the first plate of mie goreng for which I'd been waiting four years.
I am Saipa's krupuk.
I am Edel's tempe.
I am the sweet but sour smell of freshly crushed coffee berries, after the machine has separated the beans
I am tiny hands of children I hardly know in mine (or of two children fighting over the same hand).
I am the ever present call to prayer—loud, annoying, and beautiful
I am Ibu's sing-song “Hallo Emma”
I am speaking to someone in their own language so that it is heard in their heart, not just their head.
I am Indonesia.

--
Cara:

I am Indonesia.
I am the waves crashing and curving into an aqua tube encased with sea foam, that then tumbles into water droplets, chasing each other to the sea shore.
I am the sweet crunch as teeth sink into a fresh Roti, melting into a fluffy mold of warm buttery sweetness with a hint of coffee.
I am the salty, sultry, warm air filling your lungs with moistened air, refreshing your soul through each inhale.
I am the smell of the jumbling city of Jogya, the faint smell of dirt, street food, gasoline, and humans, riding through the streets in swarms of motor bikes.
I am the savory smell of onions being fried in oil, five seconds after they hit the pan, caramelizing into a salty, savory, amber goodness.
I am the sound of a village awakening at the early dawn hours.
I am a rooster crowing, waking the other roosters who soon join in the sonorous cocka-doodle-doing.
I am the first of the family to wake, shuffling bare feet on bamboo boards.
I am the hollow knock-knock as a hammer hits wood.
I am the warm equatorial air, kissing my feet and face with wisps of nourishing ocean air.
I am the fisherman’s hand; dark, worn, and calloused through years of handling fish and untangling nets.
I am a warm cup of coffee, the brown sweetness filling my nose, greeting me with the dark, mouth-watering smell, that then gives my insides a warm hug as I take my first sip.
I am the constant orchestra of noise, rushing, roaring, or crowing in the background.
I am beauty for the eyes to gorge themselves on in wonder.
I am organized chaos.
I am a warm smile calling our: “Halo Misses!”
I am living in the present, flowing from moment to moment.
I am existing.
I am colorful.
I am vibrant.
I am Indonesia.

--
Nick:

I am Indonesia
I am clean cold floors under bare feet, the wind running over you, and rough stony hands holding mine.
I am burnt tofu, gingery sweet teas, the oily taste of krupuk, milky coconut.
I am the sound of howling high pitched roosters, “Hallo! Siapa Nama?!”, soaring wind in Sampela, I am Lenni's gorgeous, irresistible laugh.
I am the 5 coloured sunsets, the sky full of stars shooting and shooting, the big stoned rings worn on every street, rows and rows of motorbikes, buckets in the bathroom, I am glazed deep eyes.
I am batik pants.
I am the salty taste and rubbery feel of a sea urchin being fed to me by the worn hands of my father after he just picked it up out of the sea.
I am a majestic bus with pegasus imprinted on it: the vomit comet.
I am the sound of 14 voices yelling in a karaoke room, and Dunkin Donuts afterward please. And then neon bike cars.
I am shadow puppets in a smoky theater.
I am the image of a boy with john lenon sunglasses, a space hat, a white scarf, a stuffed animal sticking out of his backpack: Carl, Captain Makasar. Captain of all Captains. My Captain. He won the Jackpot and got hundreds of mints with it.
I am Sarah dropping hundreds of jokes in a car, keeping us all bright while riding for hours in a stuffy car in the middle of the night.
I am “welp” and “transparency”.
I am the smell of orangy cigarettes
I am the beautiful 15 minutes, beautiful lives.
I am red, beetle-nut-stained mouths. A mouth like the devil held in a weathered, deep, beautiful face.
I am a ripped mosquito net on the first day.
I am the sound of many mouths breaking the fast at night, a community of devoted people.
I am Rita wrapped up in her huge cloak like a little peanut.
I am Jesse time.
I am the positives and Negatives.
I am farmers working hard out in the fields to harvest the grain.
I am Sadie's ponytail bouncing and bobbing when she talks.
I am Kenzie the ungraceful mermaid.
I am wooden boardwalks.
I am the song “one love “reverberating from our hearts and out our mouths, and all of us shamelessly dancing to it in the night as a crowd of people stared. Or us dancing to it and yelling the words at some random couples wedding
I am the Makasar music channel playing in everyone’s rooms.
I am Emma frantically running through the airport to try and get everyone on the plane in our 5 minute layovers.
I am Della the leader. In all her humble, beautiful glory.
I am pruney hands and toes after hours in the hot springs.
I am the wonderful smell of Cara and Jamie after their constant, big hugs.
I am Ben and his adrenaline addiction, and Jamie explaining to him why it is not safe to cliff jump into a small pool.
I am Jake trying to bargain in the airport, I am Jake and his constant unfortunate experiences in massage parlors.
I am the sound of 14 beating hearts all sitting together in the night and day.
14 beating hearts all of whom I love.
I am flowers and flowers, breezy nights, and more flowers.
I am Indonesia.

--
Sarah:

I am Indonesia
I am the sun setting in Kedungmiri, the colors melting together
I am the warm buttery sweetness of a Roti
I am the sharp smell of coffee being laid out
I am cushy grass under my feet on my way to the pool at night
I am ocean waves crashing during the night
I am warm breezes and beautiful sunsets; clouds twisting over mountain tops.
I am Indonesia

--
Carl:

I am Indonesia
I am watching shooting stars from Sampela
I am the taste of Saipa’s noodles
I am the smell of coffee each morning
I am touching my mosquito net in the middle of the night
I am the sound of roosters and prayers
I am happiness
I am no envy
I am Indonesia

--
Ben:

I am Indonesia.

I am the blitzing, hallucinogenic, vertigo-inducing sight of Sampela's stars, or a volcano turned magnet of clouds.

I am the simply pleasuring taste of hot, sugary tea made with love from my homestay mother.
I am the melt-in-your-mouth krupuck of ramen noodles turned into a five-star quality meal by one of the most beautiful women alive, Saipa.

I am the smell of a freshly fried chicken thigh covered with crusty baby coconut shavings.
I am the everlasting smell of a squat toilet, a smell which does not deserve to be described.

I am the feel of rough, worn skin and sticky rice plants.

I am the sound of a stubborn rooster.
I am the sound of “Hello Siapa Nama” or “Thank you for flying Wings Air.”
I am the sound of Monster by Kanye West.

I am Makassar.
I am the kind of busy that can't be contained.
I am the mecca of rubber time.

I am and always will be Indonesia.

--
Jake:

I am Indonesia

I am the sunset in the valley of Kedungmiri. The trip has just begun and this blissful sight encourages my heart and mind to open, full of curiosity and excitement for how this journey with transform me.

I am the freshly cooked fish after a long day biking. The authenticity, knowing the fish has just been caught, transforms my mouth into a delightful smile. Fresh, organic fish emphasizes the rich new experience.

I am the shrieking pig squealing after it is sacrificed. Terror echoes through the village of Langa after a living spirit is taken as a gift for their ancestors.

I am the small hands of the countless kids in Sampela, as they share their warmth in their smiles, homes, and hearts.

I am a freshly cooked meal from my homestay family. The sembal piercing my senses as I challenge myself to embrace this new culture.

I am subsistence living, love of thy neighbor, and trust that community will solve the problems of loneliness.

I am Indonesia

--
Sadie:

I am Indonesia.
I am the relaxed chaos of a morning in Sampela.
I am the breeze blowing through the rice fields and palm trees urging you to close your eyes and listen.
I am the energized laughs from a night of karaoke and the peacefulness a secluded beach surrounds you with.
I am the subtly sweet taste and burst of refreshment the young coconut holds within.
I am the shining brown eyes of my host-father, giving you a peak into the story I'm apart of.
I am the enticement of various spices as they're melded together into a warm and inviting blend.
I am the Bajau children—hair full of salt and sand, baggy t-shirts, and faces lit up by joy and fireworks.
I am Indonesia.

--
Jesse

I am the kaleidoscopic shapes and colors of coral gardens alive with swaying anemones, brazen clownfish, giant clams and shimmering reef fish.

I am the pungent, smoky taste of sambal chili paste seared on my tongue like a memory in my conscious.

I am the sing-song cadence of the call to prayer puncturing the still, pre-dawn darkness of Kedungmiri village during Ramadan.

I am the feel of powdery, midnight black sand rubbing between my toes, washed clean by the cool caress of the surf with each step.

I am the delicious earthy aroma of freshly brewed Kopi Manis steaming in the cool mountain air of my Langa homestay families kitchen.

I am Indonesia: a melting pot of diverse peoples, cultures, landscapes and life straddling the equator at the crossroads of two mighty continents.
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We Are Indonesia

Jamie Persons,Best Notes From The Field, Indonesia 6-week

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Dear family and friends, Yesterday we departed Indonesia, beginning the long journey home to you. Thank you for sharing your child/sibling/friend/loved one with us. As an instructor, it’s an incredible gift to travel and learn alongside students who are so spirited, curious, and wholehearted as these. We have spent the last few days celebrating and […]

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08/10/15

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Jamie Persons

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Indonesia is a diverse mix of people, spread across thousands of miles, that does (and does not) seem to be a unified nation.
Indonesia is a long and complex story.
Indonesia feels like a hot and sweaty boat ride as well as a crowded market of 2nd-hand clothes.
Indonesia touches the top of volcanoes and the tips of fan coral.
Indonesia hears the call to prayer five times a day.
Indonesia seeks Pancasila...a worthy goal?
Indonesia is Muslim. But it's also Hindu, Buddhist, Christian, and animist.
Indonesia is an emerging and developing country in some places and the first world in others.
Indonesia wants to modernize.
Indonesia knows the sea, the stars, the seasons, and their impact on livelihoods.
Indonesia fears that this One Indonesia experiment will fall apart.
Indonesia smells like durian, fish markets, kopi, and cigarettes.
Indonesia is looking at the future with a foot firmly rooted in the past.
Indonesia is a collection of futures and pasts, 'unified' by modern concepts of national identity.
Indonesia needs locally-driven and -supported development that balances globalization and conservation.
Indonesia thinks rooster calls at 3.30am is normal.
Indonesia remembers adat, the way of the ancestors, and what the reef used to look like.
Indonesia perceives the effects of global warming in a very visceral way.
Indonesia is overrun with motorcycles, becaks, ojeks, bentors, cars, and tourists.
Indonesia is amazing sunsets, a delicious cup of coffee, thundering rainstorms, earthquakes, and majestic volcanoes.
Indonesia does not know how to talk about 1965 and the horrors committed.
Indonesia misses the boat when it comes to tall person-friendly forms of transportation.
Indonesia has sights, smells, and sounds that both frustrate and inspire.
Indonesia tries to embrace change with the election of Jokowi.
Indonesia will continue to blend beliefs and religions in a way that frustrates fundamentalists.
Indonesia is a cacophony of cultures and languages.
Indonesia is something that does not fit in only one category because it includes pretty much every category we have.
Indonesia is a work in progress...aren't we all?
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Jeff’s I AM poem

Jeff,Indonesia 6-week

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Indonesia is….complicated. Indonesia is a diverse mix of people, spread across thousands of miles, that does (and does not) seem to be a unified nation. Indonesia is a long and complex story. Indonesia feels like a hot and sweaty boat ride as well as a crowded market of 2nd-hand clothes. Indonesia touches the top of […]

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Jeff

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Indonesia 6-week

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    [post_content] => We just received confirmation that the Indonesia group has safely arrived at LAX. Their Hong Kong-LA flight arrived on-time and the group is making its way through customs. Welcome home everyone!

 
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Group landed in LA

Boulder Administration,Indonesia 6-week

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We just received confirmation that the Indonesia group has safely arrived at LAX. Their Hong Kong-LA flight arrived on-time and the group is making its way through customs. Welcome home everyone!  

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08/9/14

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Boulder Administration

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    [post_content] => Hello family and friends,

We just received word from the instructors that all the students have boarded their international flights and are safely en-route home.

Their instructor Chloe is with the students and will see each one of them off to their domestic flights after they land.

Many thanks,

Boulder Administration
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Team Indo boarding their international flight

Boulder Administration,Indonesia 6-week

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Hello family and friends, We just received word from the instructors that all the students have boarded their international flights and are safely en-route home. Their instructor Chloe is with the students and will see each one of them off to their domestic flights after they land. Many thanks, Boulder Administration

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08/8/14

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Boulder Administration

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Indonesian family

instructors,Indonesia 6-week

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08/8/14

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instructors

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Thank you to the man who stands outside of his house wrapped in a sarong greeting anyone and everyone who passes by. Every single time someone passes your house from dawn to dusk, your face beams with the most loving smile as you wave joyfully to whoever happens to pass by. Thank you for all of the selamat pagi, selamat siang, selamat sore and selamat malam. When it was clear that I was tired or overwhelmed you managed to invite me in for tea in a language that I did not understand. When it was raining, you would provide me with large leaves (practically goretex) to use as a rain hat. Although I never knew your name, you treated me as if I were family - something I am always grateful to be treated out.  I don't believe that you knew my name either. However, we seemed to have a mutual understanding that that did not matter in the slightest. Instead of remembering you by your name, I remember you by your welcoming, wrinkled and worn down smile. Thank you for being yet another person I have met in the six most amazing weeks of my life who has showed me how truly beautiful people can be.
Terimah kasih benyak,
Gavi
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Thank you

Gavi Kamen,Indonesia 6-week

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Thank you to the man who stands outside of his house wrapped in a sarong greeting anyone and everyone who passes by. Every single time someone passes your house from dawn to dusk, your face beams with the most loving smile as you wave joyfully to whoever happens to pass by. Thank you for all […]

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08/8/14

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Gavi Kamen

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Indonesia 6-week

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As part of tranference, we wrote thank you notes to people we met on this trip. They weren't sent, just shared with our group. This is a note I wrote to a 9 year old boy in our Toraja village.
Dear Toti,
Thank you so much for all the photographs you took on my camera. You are very talented. I had such a great time getting to know you in my last few days in Toraja. Thank you as well for telling me that my hair is beautiful. It really meant a lot. I will always remember the funny looks we exchanged during the goodbye ceremony. I greatly appreciate you finding beautiful scenery to go take photos of and for the photos with my family. You are a special and amazing person. I hope to visit and see you again.
Love,
Julia
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Thank you

Julia Attie ,Indonesia 6-week

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As part of tranference, we wrote thank you notes to people we met on this trip. They weren’t sent, just shared with our group. This is a note I wrote to a 9 year old boy in our Toraja village. Dear Toti, Thank you so much for all the photographs you took on my camera. […]

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08/8/14

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Julia Attie

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Indonesia 6-week

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Closing day photos

Instructors,Indonesia 6-week

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08/7/14

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Instructors

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Indonesia 6-week

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    [post_content] => Dear friends and family,

This photo was taken almost 6 weeks ago on Parangtritis beach, during orientation and just a few days after meeting each other. It's a bit staggering to think about all that has happened since then.

The past few days have been centered around Transference activities designed to close out our experience in Indonesia and start preparing students to return home. As part of this process, we asked students to prepare skits about some of their most memorable moments here, which included:

• Slaughtering a chicken;

• Braving a combined 54 hours  on a series of boats with increasingly loud engines, and 18 hours on windy mountain roads, to a soundtrack of carsick fellow passengers retching into plastic bags;

• Learning to use Sampela bathrooms (i.e., peeing through the bamboo floorboards of their host families' kitchens and living rooms);

• Using budding Bahasa Indonesia skills to bargain for fruit, snacks and a live pig;

•.Summiting Mt. Merapi at sunrise;

• Spearfishing and harvesting sea cucumbers with host fathers in Sampela;

• Attending a buffalo fight and other funeral events in Toraja;

• Stargazing in Sampela, where Bajau call the Milky Way the "dragon in the sky."

We hope this gives you some sense of just how much we have experienced--including hilarious, challenging and sublime moments--in such a short time. We are so proud of each and every student in this group: Their resilience, sense of humor, insight, curiosity, compassion, and willingness to build deep connections with each other and our host communities have moved and impressed us, and reminded us why we do the work that we do.

Terima kasih, matur nuwun, kurre sumanga, thank you to everyone who has supported us and followed our journey this summer. As students start the journey back to the US tomorrow, we encourage you to keep checking the Yak board for the "thank you" letters each student wrote to someone in our Indonesian host communities.

Salam hangat,

The Instructor Team
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Heading Home

Instructor Team,Indonesia 6-week

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Dear friends and family, This photo was taken almost 6 weeks ago on Parangtritis beach, during orientation and just a few days after meeting each other. It’s a bit staggering to think about all that has happened since then. The past few days have been centered around Transference activities designed to close out our experience […]

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08/7/14

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Instructor Team

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Indonesia 6-week

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Indonesia is going to the market and wondering if you have just asked for a coconut(kalapa) or a head(kapala)
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Indonesia is touching the spleen of a freshly slaughtered chicken, rolling it between your hands like clay
Indonesia is hearing a cacophony of roosters at dawn(and wishing their death)
Indonesia is an endless search for a magnum gold in the afternoon heat (or in the morning...or the evening)
Indonesia is sleeping on a bamboo floor(the same floor that functions as the toilet), on the tile floor of a hotel lobby, on the wooden deck of a boat
Indonesia is wondering if the delay will be two hours or seven
Indonesia is running away from a rogue buffalo at a buffalo fight
Indonesia uses Mr. and Ms. interchangeably
Indonesia is living in fear of the public bathroom
Indonesia is smelling Saipa's coffee from Lauda's house
Indonesia is my Ibu cleaning and cutting my baby brother's toenails with a machete
Indonesia is watching my neighbor pull down his pants and poop off the side of his porch, making eye contact with him all the while
Indonesia thinks my name is Mary, Nading, Madim, and Marty, but rarely Madi
Indonesia is constantly craving J Co. Donuts
Indonesia is seeing something brown on the leg of my pants and wondering if it is peanut butter or someone else's poop, both being legitimate possibilities
Indonesia is showering with two chickens
Indonesia doesn't know when I am full, and doesn't believe me even when I say I am ("Belum kenyang!" my Ibu would shout affectionately)
Indonesia is missing the days when hundreds of photos of me didn't exist on strangers phones
Indonesia has no concept of personal space
Indonesia is hunting sea cucumbers by the light of a headlamp
Indonesia is sleepwalking into the family room while everyone else is still awake, then waking up standing there with the whole family laughing at you
Indonesia will accept a gift as ridiculous as a pink duck-shaped inner-tube(I thought it was a beach ball) graciously, and dance around the house in it
Indonesia is my little sister Keysia painting in my journal, and on the mattress, and on herself
Indonesia is waking up with a strange cat sleeping on you, and then later to a hand reaching through a hole in the call and grabbing said cat
Indonesia is staring up at thousands and thousands of stars, more than you could imagine existed, and wondering if life could get any better
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Indonesia is…

Madi Mazzola,Indonesia 6-week

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Indonesia is making Jamu at 6 A.M. Indonesia is going to the market and wondering if you have just asked for a coconut(kalapa) or a head(kapala) Indonesia is losing a shoe in the mud of a rice field Indonesia is avoiding kerbau poop like hot lava Indonesia is touching the spleen of a freshly slaughtered […]

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08/6/14

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Madi Mazzola

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Indonesia 6-week

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