By popular demand, I will share a few photos I took the week before. Ok, I guess not that popular. Just one person. I just like to think I'm popular and in demand.
We took Malaysian Airlines, and they give you this nice menu to look at so you can read about what food they're serving. Service was much nicer than any american carrier I've ever taken.
It was kinda funny because on the wing of the plane, you can see it's written, "no step" and then there are footprints all over...
I think Kuala Lumpur Int'l Airport is the fanciest airport I've ever been to. It was also surprisingly empty. It was sort of eerie because of how slick and modern it was, but then so empty and quiet. Kuala Lumpur is in Malaysia.
View down a terminal corridor at KUL.
Had to wait a while in KUL for our flight to Medan, so we had some noodles. I'm not really left handed... I needed to use my right hand to hold the camera.
I don't get out of the country much, so I thought this plane looked peculiar enough to take a picture of it. I think the plane in the background is Qatar airlines.
We drove through an Indian neighborhood in Medan. The hospital director called it "Indiatown." I guess it's like the Chinatown or Koreatown neighborhoods we have in SF and LA. There is like some sort of Indian temple in the picture.
Another picture of the streets of Medan. Note the hazy air. It's the worst air pollution I've been in ever. You could feel that the air was dirty. I read in the newspaper that a number of people had died a few days before from the haze.
RSA Hospital in Medan, Sumatra, Indonesia.
They fed us some takeout Indonesia food at the hospital. I'd never had Indonesian food before, but this was quite tasty. *Everything* was *so* spicy, though... even the banana. Haha, just kidding! The banana was very sweet. And very cute looking.
Here we are landing in Nias, a small island off the coast of Sumatra. We landed on this small strip in a field, and our plane was the only plane there. I got off the plane, looked around, and thought about how remote this place was, and how far away I was from home. That mexican in the photo followed me all the way from San Jose. Haha, actually, he's an impostor mexican. That "sombrero" is from Chevy's.
Driving out from the airfield, I saw huts on the side of the road, and I took a picture. Their neighborhood sure looks different from mine.
Meeting some of the people of Nias.
Sharing Southwest peanuts with the children. (We flew SWA from SJC to LAX). I shoulda saved more peanuts.
At the construction site of one of the houses we helped build. These people are pretty poor.
Many of the concrete structures were damaged by the earthquake. Many people are living in tents right now.
Passing through a marketplace.
A bridge that was damaged by the earthquake. People still use the bridge though... crazy.
Trying durian. I ate that whole quarter durian. It wasn't so bad once I got going. But then the burps several hours later were so nasty, I regretted eating it earlier. It sorta had the consistency of smushy avocado, or maybe kinda like baked potato. The flavor wasn't fruit-like at all. More like.... meat. It gave off a pretty pungent odor... kind of like really smelly onions, mixed with like, rotten meat or garbage or something... even kind of like poo. Hahaha... don't eat durian before you meet someone you're trying to impress, that's for sure.
I think these were students riding their bicycles to school.
Sunrise in Nias.
It was the 60th anniversary of Indonesia's independence day while we were there. Here they were having some sort of ceremony, with some government or military officials giving some sort of speech. All these children were all lined up in their uniforms, listening.
We started attracting a bit of attention. I guess we looked a little different.
We took Malaysian Airlines, and they give you this nice menu to look at so you can read about what food they're serving. Service was much nicer than any american carrier I've ever taken.
It was kinda funny because on the wing of the plane, you can see it's written, "no step" and then there are footprints all over...
I think Kuala Lumpur Int'l Airport is the fanciest airport I've ever been to. It was also surprisingly empty. It was sort of eerie because of how slick and modern it was, but then so empty and quiet. Kuala Lumpur is in Malaysia.
View down a terminal corridor at KUL.
Had to wait a while in KUL for our flight to Medan, so we had some noodles. I'm not really left handed... I needed to use my right hand to hold the camera.
I don't get out of the country much, so I thought this plane looked peculiar enough to take a picture of it. I think the plane in the background is Qatar airlines.
We drove through an Indian neighborhood in Medan. The hospital director called it "Indiatown." I guess it's like the Chinatown or Koreatown neighborhoods we have in SF and LA. There is like some sort of Indian temple in the picture.
Another picture of the streets of Medan. Note the hazy air. It's the worst air pollution I've been in ever. You could feel that the air was dirty. I read in the newspaper that a number of people had died a few days before from the haze.
RSA Hospital in Medan, Sumatra, Indonesia.
They fed us some takeout Indonesia food at the hospital. I'd never had Indonesian food before, but this was quite tasty. *Everything* was *so* spicy, though... even the banana. Haha, just kidding! The banana was very sweet. And very cute looking.
Here we are landing in Nias, a small island off the coast of Sumatra. We landed on this small strip in a field, and our plane was the only plane there. I got off the plane, looked around, and thought about how remote this place was, and how far away I was from home. That mexican in the photo followed me all the way from San Jose. Haha, actually, he's an impostor mexican. That "sombrero" is from Chevy's.
Driving out from the airfield, I saw huts on the side of the road, and I took a picture. Their neighborhood sure looks different from mine.
Meeting some of the people of Nias.
Sharing Southwest peanuts with the children. (We flew SWA from SJC to LAX). I shoulda saved more peanuts.
At the construction site of one of the houses we helped build. These people are pretty poor.
Many of the concrete structures were damaged by the earthquake. Many people are living in tents right now.
Passing through a marketplace.
A bridge that was damaged by the earthquake. People still use the bridge though... crazy.
Trying durian. I ate that whole quarter durian. It wasn't so bad once I got going. But then the burps several hours later were so nasty, I regretted eating it earlier. It sorta had the consistency of smushy avocado, or maybe kinda like baked potato. The flavor wasn't fruit-like at all. More like.... meat. It gave off a pretty pungent odor... kind of like really smelly onions, mixed with like, rotten meat or garbage or something... even kind of like poo. Hahaha... don't eat durian before you meet someone you're trying to impress, that's for sure.
I think these were students riding their bicycles to school.
Sunrise in Nias.
It was the 60th anniversary of Indonesia's independence day while we were there. Here they were having some sort of ceremony, with some government or military officials giving some sort of speech. All these children were all lined up in their uniforms, listening.
We started attracting a bit of attention. I guess we looked a little different.