chapel in Yogja |
The first morning, we met at the church building in Yogja,
and had a program in which each of us was assigned a topic. Elder Porter and I spoke about what we
learned from the MTC. For snacks, a
local restauranteur brought in fried bananas, rice balls wrapped in banana leaves,
lumpia (egg rolls) and fresh fruit.
I hadn’t slept the night before, so in the afternoon when
they went out to Prambanan temple, we caught a car back to the hotel for a
rest. There are taxies here, and several
ride services similar to Uber. I had
already seen that temple twice, but I wanted to rest because that evening we were
going to the Ramayana ballet which I had not seen, preceded by a traditional Javanese
meal.
The dinner was wonderful and the show was very good, with
amazing choreography of both dance and fights, and impressive special effects. It also only lasted about 75 minutes rather than the 3-4 hours of some traditional performances. Afterward, the lead actors invited us to come
up and take a picture with them. The
Ramayana is actually a Hindu legend, also well known in India but integral to the culture here. The theater was open air, so a breeze went though occasionally and some birds flew across the stage. Obviously not air conditioned but they gave us a bottle of cold water as we entered.
After the garden tour, they were setting up a lunch buffet and then
announced that one of the sisters was celebrating a birthday. I thought, “Oh, someone has the same birthday…” and then they brought the cake to me! They sang an Indonesian birthday song (we
need to learn it!) and I had to blow out the candles They also made a beautiful heart-shaped jello
mold filled with flowers made of fruit.
Apparently Elder Porter had colluded with the mission office
staff and the mission president to create this yummy surprise. And yes, it is a black forest cherry torte.
After lunch we visited a Muslim boarding school where our church
has been building some new dormitories for the students. They played music and invited us to come up
and participate, and some of the missionaries were very good at following the
beat and having fun. One of our sisters
who plays piano even tried the gamelan.
The next day we were back in Jakarta by noon, and had the afternoon to
prepare for our move to our mission area.
I heard someone the other day talking about how black forest cake is a staple in Pakistan, so it has clearly penetrated in surprising parts of the world!
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