As far as I can remember, I started drinking coffee when I was a teenager because I wanted to stay up till late at night. The time when everybody in the family was home and gathered in the family room to talk about our days.
The only thing I don’t like when it comes to coffee is the sound of the coffee grinder. Fortunately, I only hear it when I am hanging out at a favorite coffee shop – busily talking with my best friends.
However, it doesn’t mean I don’t like tea.
Sunda Kelapa is the old harbor in Batavia – what the capital city of my country used to be called before the independence. It is located in the Northern part of Jakarta, side by side with the more modern harbor where we can find all the fancy boats.
The smell of that old harbor alone was a tad difficult to handle for me but nothing compared to what I saw floating on the water when we were getting on the boat. I honestly didn’t see it coming and until now, the image is still somehow stuck in my head.
I’m forever glad that it never bothers me more than necessary and I can go on with my life as normal as before but I don’t think I will ever forget that day. It was one of those times when reality bit me and opened my eyes!
I ended up wondering, how public is PUBLIC?
For sure, it was not to the right direction! What followed was a little bit of agony as the result of going through a small debate with a (new, mind you!) taxi driver who insisted that the hotel is located in a different street than the right one.
Fortunately, the traffic wasn’t as bad as usual. After a long turn around the capital city’s main streets, I was in time for the Mexican cooking class with Chef Marcos who came here from Mexico.
It was held at Jakarta’s Four Seasons Hotel where the Mexican Festival had been celebrated for several weeks. Having just survived the adventure of the day, I sighed in relief.
Then the “real adventure” started rolling!