We were able to rent out the house the embassy owns up in the mountains about an 1 1/2 away and have a little family getaway for the weekend. The only problem was that Tanner and I were so engrossed in conversation on our way out of town that we got on the wrong toll road and went straight east instead of south. We didn't realize our mistake until about an hour into it. It seems ridiculous that we wouldn't recognize our error sooner, but in Indonesia, it's easier than you think. We only realized our mistake when I looked around and said “Tan, where’re the mountains?” Awesome. We then decided to take the 'scenic route' rather than back track practically all the way to Jakarta, but we probably ended up being in the car an extra two hours because of it. BUT, Tanner and I can now say we have seen the mountain towns of Indonesia. Our car barely made it, and I was sure we were either going to drop off the side of a cliff or our car was going to get stuck in one of the million potholes we had to drive through (not exaggerating...worst roads I have EVER been on hands down). But it was an experience, and one that we will always remember. But we made it, and Clark just kept saying he didn't want to go home because it was going to take FOREVER because it took FOREVER to get there! When we told him it wouldn't take as long to get home because we would not get lost going home, he asked if mommy could drive next time so we don't get lost. :-) Love that kid.
The next morning, we relaxed around the house and went outside and sat by the pool enjoying the clean, fresh mountain air.
These boys were THAT excited to see green space. I think given no other option they would have been happy running around in circles on the lawn. no joke.
The pool was FRIGID…so they had fun getting soaked…just not getting IN the pool.
We also played some games on the big lawn with the boys, and somehow I managed to completely ruin the game of baseball for Clark. I was trying to show him how to catch a small ball and I then proceeded to smack his own hands into his face (not on purpose). Tanner just shook his head (disapprovingly). Tanner also schooled me numerous times in ping pong, which is actually a reversal from the last time we were up here at Christmas when I was the one doing the schooling. Hmmm...he must be practicing on the sly.
She started walking this week…and don’t even get in her way when she is pushing that hippo around…she will run you right over! No Mercy!
One of the things the boys were most excited about going back to "the mountain house" was to watch Mr. Bean again. The kids loved it the last time, and I had a great time watching the same episodes I saw when I was 9 years old living in England. But, when we got there, they had cleared out all of the VHS movies and removed the VCR. I never thought I would be sad to NOT have a VCR ever again in my life, but never say never! We decided to head into town to see if we could find some dvds to buy, and sure enough, before we could leave, one of the guards came and told us we had a flat tire. The previous night's escapades had caught up to us. Luckily, things like a flat tire in Indonesia can get taken care of in a fraction of the time it takes in the U.S. and for a fraction of the cost. The night ended with success...tire fixed, Mr. Bean dvd bought and watched.
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