1. 20,000 Rupiah Indonesian Dollars (not exactly rich as one Sing dollar is about 7000 Rupiah and there are 1.5 Sing dollars approximately to 1 US dollar, hope that helps?).
2. Mr. Natalie (lovely name I know...but perhaps I have it wrong...he actually picked me up and was the nicest guy...wow...great hospitality).
3. View from Singapore Ferry Terminal
4. View from the back of the boat where I tried to focus on anything but the boat ride and crazy, choppy seas...trippy pic...looks like lightening, but I think it was just flash...
5. Immigration Line: umm. "Sir, no pictures here, you need to erase that...NOW!...ok, so I fibbed a little...you gonna call the Sg immigration on me now? crap, knock, knock...lol...
6. One of the several barges seen from the Ferry...talk about some serious shipments...
7. The lovely Ferry: pretty reassuring huh?
8. "Chicken Rice" and soup (with the obligatory Pepsi)...food prior to the trip...not bad as they say in sing when something is actually good, "Not bad."
9. Inside the Ferry Terminal In Singapore...random pic of the many people going places...
10. Last but not least, the self explanatory money changer...I think I changed about 30 Sing Dollars...yielded me about (7000 times 30 = 210,000 Rupiah) at least I felt rich for a moment..granted they pretty much only want to take Sing Dollars in Bin Tan...gee, I wonder why?
OK: Quiz question: Who can email me this hypothetical question...how much do you think I spent for my three nights accommodation, food and meals (and yes, my lovely Coke diet too), Indonesian Massage, Whiskey...blah, blah, blah...for the whole weekend...Winner gets to come visit me, lol...winner gets a smile and a hug...seriously, what do you think, Gaylin, you are not allowed to guess this one....:): email answers to doctor.dylan@yahoo.com if you are so inclined...more posts to come...lots more...lol...
Greetings friends and family...so, the journey begins and I do this in between patients (shhh, lol):
Bribery goes a long way…hmmm…so my little CNC (Chinese New Year) holiday is off to a lovely start; I arrive entirely too early to the Ferry terminal (much better spelling pop?)…nonetheless, I check in, get my ticket to the ferry, trying to ascertain that I a: I brought enough cash and b: I will get the right ticket to for the ferry to Bin Tan, since the “Shady Shack” is not exactly on the list of “most popular resorts to visit while in Bin Tan” (matter of fact, post script, I don't think it on any list despite the link I posted earlier); as such, I am looking forward to my bed on the floor with the mosquito net surrounding it…thus the stick on the clothing “citronella patch I have already attached to my sleeve, yes, I smell quite lovely….
Nonetheless, I arrive with my backpack full of “stuff”; despite such a fact that I probably won’t change more than once, I am at least prepared for the three/four day adventure…but alas, I had to stop and buy snorkel gear (ok, who doesn’t like to negotiate and apparently as an American, you have to by at least 50%, tell them you are any kind of doctor and you are essentially finished in that department (post script...so didn't matter, I became mister doctor and it didn't matter as I went no where negotiating was even a factor as Mr. Lobo (see pic) arranges everything, including the 1 hour tax to his "resort", haha)...
So, snorkel gear purchased (and not once used btw, so I left it there as I know I will be back and not if, when), time to get some food…a bowl “chicken rice” (yes, I take pics of everything, pretty lovely huh?)….so, there I sit, eating leisurely, then I realize my boarding time is approaching and the last the thing I want to do is to miss the ferry either too or from (for that matter) to Bin tan….so, it is similar to going through pics (note the pic I was supposed to have erased of the customs line...I literally got singled out in line and was asked to erase the post...oops, I forgot, lol...) as I was standing in line and managed to get the attention of three separate individuals regarding my illegal picture taking activity; hey, I thought it would make a neat pic, documenting my leisurely stroll to points unknown….and so far, I have proven myself correct…I was asked to erase it, told them I had and that was that…not a problem..
…so I think…”lobo” the owner/manager of the “shady shack” (and now I am wondering if the word has connotations I just may not want to know about at this time) calls me to tell me that he will not be able to pick me up; no worries, he has a friend who will do it…..for $50.00 sing dollars (ok, like 35 us?), umm, wait, I am paying to stay in your ever so quaint, not so villa like locale and you aren’t going to pic me up and on top of that, I have to pay another fee (turns out..bribery works well everywhere, whiskey and 30 sing dollars and his friend "Natalis/Natalie, awaits)..?
Ok, so alas, my adventure to Bin tan continues, thus my ability to stop and right this in the Ferry terminal as between my conversations with “Lobo” and his “friend, Natalie, (a guy no less), we have determined that a bottle of whiskey and some cigarettes somehow makes him “unbusy” enough to pic me up…lovely huh?
Any rate, so during these lovely several text messages between Lobo, myself and Natalie…I hear an announcement, get startled that perhaps I am actually NOT going to be on the correct Ferry…crap…not nervous, just disappointed as my lovely would say, disappointed is so much worse than upset…isn’t it…so, naturally, I have to ask the lovely gentleman who reassures me (and Lobo actually manages to do the same) that I am not only on the right ferry, but now, it is running late by 30-45 minutes time.
As a lot of you know….I grew up in Maui, so, this Indo time issue is becoming to sound very familiar…so I can’t help but wonder not only if “Lobo” will pick me up, but who may actually pick me up, provided anyone actually does…hmmm…
So here I sit, typing, pondering and contemplating all things Bin tan, from sun protection, mosquito's repellent smell of citronella overpowering my olfactory sensations…and contemplating if perhaps I was a bit overzealous to apply it now…such is life…
There are several people awaiting the same ferry as me…I can’t buy anymore alcohol to bring, the whiskey I have assured my new friend “Lobo” is for us to “share”, he can have the cigarettes…but at this point there is a saying….”I need a drink”…not quite sure what Indonesian customs would have to say about a half full (it is always full is it not?) bottle of whiskey…but I can’t help but wonder, however tempting it may be at this point….I will not do it, not to worry.
As you have probably guessed..this break is much needed, there is anticipation, excitement and yet a bit of nervousness from the people who tell me as an American (such a profound title huh…guess I better just have “Obama” at the tip of my tongue (speaking of which, do you know the guy is probably more popular here and in SE Asia than in the states…people love the man here…truly unreal…such is our lovely political system).
So, back to the “break” in the action…Les and his friends are en route to Bali…they will be gone a week, I offered to watch the luggage for them, carry it or simply tag along, they seemed quite content to be going with one anothers respective significant others…next time perhaps…
For the first time in a while, I am looking forward to this break in the action; perhaps none of you lovely people actually reading my craziness could recall the last time I even contemplating a 10-12 hour day, much less several of them in a row since my arrival into Singapore; btw, a very normal thing with the Sg work ethic..
So, back to the impending ferry ride…the boat/ferry is quite lovely (not really), I will try and get a pic…think I have one of a ferry leaving the harbor already, but at any rate, not exactly instilling confidence…never thought I would have a moment where I was glad I could swim…or for that matter, watched so many episodes of Survivor with the family…hmmm…don’t want to even think about that potential, perhaps that is the “story in development” (or rather, hopefully not!)…
The weather outside is not exactly “pretty”; as a matter of fact, ist is near zero visibility, gray and apparently these “boat” operators have some sort of special vision I do not possess not being from this country…well, I will tell you this, if you lack any data on Geography you would certainly get in going to a place like Bin tan…ok…that is it for now, actually think our boat driver may have actually arrived; translation….I get to board this lovely vessel in a moment.
More soon…can’t believe you guys are actually still reading this stuff…I love you all, haha…I really do, you do know that, don’t you?
Ok…tata for now…more to come as the adventure continues ( late afternoon 25 January 2009)…DA…
PS: and yes...you know there is more to come...oh geez you say, me too, ha...
and yes...love and miss you all...now to find some corresponding pics....last note...if there is something you want to see and perhaps I didn't post...chances are with the pending several pages already written and over 200 pics taken, I have it...I think anyway..let me know...ciao for now, DA

