Somewhere along Bogor

An aunty of mine heard of a place in Bogor where you can go there to get a deep tissue massage and it will cure most deseases having to do with circulation of the blood, like if you have high cholesterol, if you have had a stroke and your muscles are not working anymore or if you are prone to heart attacks. These massages (or "pijit") are quite popular amongst the rich and poor in Indonesia as it is quite non-invasive and alot more cheaper than your average trip to the doctor. And as Indonesians have yet to see that their dietary customs are pretty much what is causing these strokes/heart attacks/diabetes, this is a much easier solution than to cut down on those delicious rendangs and nasi uduks. So off we went at 5:30am to Bogor. My mum and I are not so much into that but as we were already here, we thought, ok why not give it a try. Ours finished the quickest and as we were waiting, we thought we would check out the local streets and see what we could find.

The town we were at was called something like flower town or "kampung bunga" or something, hence the many many flowers along the streets

A stray cat..ooh I just want to take them all home with me!

Bio market

Indonesian staples; shallots and bananas

Popping out for a feed

Frankfurt airport

Been stuck here at Frankfurt airport waiting for my flight to Indonesia to come but no such luck. Must be a bad sign when things don't go to plan ho-hum...

Another for the winter fat

Crumbed fish with pan fried potatoes, another for the winter fat

Winter fat

The husband made pan fried chicken and mushroom in creamy sauce with spaetzle. He says we need some winter-fat to get through the winter, now that's one custom I like!

Icy roads ahead!

Cheers to the end of skiing!

Nothing like a hot chocolate on a block of ice for a table after a day of skiing.

always stick to paved roads

Such a nice view from this looking tower...only it wasn't a looking tower, it was someone's balcony. It took me a while to figure out that I pretty much broke into someone's house and hung around their second floor balcony...and it took me even longer to realise that I walked across snow deep enough to be able to reach someone's balcony on the second floor. Hot tip for you: try and stick to the actual paved roads when you are at the snow, as soon as you step off it, you might be walking around on soft snow that is a couple of metres deep.