Excuse me sir, are you bonking a pro?

[lantern]

I don't think they would pay attention to the religion on the KTP, same address is the only focus on raid like that as the indication for a married couple.

Been to a hotel on a trip once with the hubby, but was refused to stay there because I haven't change the KTP to the current address. I guess its some kind of preventive action by the hotel to avoid such raid by the police.

My wife uses her own family name, has a different nationality to me and there is no address in our passports. I guess foreigners get treated differently.

[tjamail]

My wife uses her own family name, has a different nationality to me and there is no address in our passports. I guess foreigners get treated differently.

As I mentioned before... there is a big loop hole and inconsistency... It is an advantage for some and none for some...

[Hombre de Maiz]

They do that because it is rural West Java. Remember West Java and Banten are probably the epicenter of the religious trends we've discussed extensively elsewhere on the forum. You don't believe me. Just read Cup1981 litany of complaints about Tasik which even led him to apostasy!

I am surprised Fred, with his immense knowledge of the country, was not privy to this knowledge about the roads and the "social conditions" in rural West Java.

[tjamail]

It's not only W. Java... but everywhere... Province of Riau is just as bad. It's all about making the $$$ more than nforcing laws/values.

On another note... what happen to Cup1981?? Doesn't post much after all that hassle and patients of his for getting his paperwork?

[Hombre de Maiz]

It's not only W. Java... but everywhere... Province of Riau is just as bad. ...

Careful there with those words. You might find yourself the target of a Straw Man about systemic radicalization...

[tjamail]

owkey dehhh Om Hombre

[Mas Fred]

I am surprised Fred, with his immense knowledge of the country, was not privy to this knowledge about the roads and the "social conditions" in rural West Java.

I'm surprised you've got the cheek to stay in a country you moan about so much. If I hated a place as much as you hate Indonesia, I'd have buggered off a long time ago.

[Hombre de Maiz]

In Bali, we are isolated to a considerable extent from incidents such as these, Mas Fred. Plus the place is more accustomed to foreigners. But truth be told, I have been giving more and more thought to moving on...

But I am surprised that a religious and pious man such as you doesn't feel right at home in the Priangan, the birthplace of Darul Islam. After all, fornication is still a sin, and you should be sympathetic to the authorities for seeking to crack down on suspected and potential "immoral" activity that go against the your "deeply held beliefs".

By the way, were the police doing a fine job of traffic control on those roads and easing vehicular congestion as well? Or were their activities limited to knocking on people's hotel doors in the middle of the night seeking to stem the tide of immorality?

[Sopie]

I've found a warnet so, while my old Gert and Michelle are still asleep, I'll tell you a a story.
(Forgive any typos - a load of keys don't have the letters printed on them)

On Tuesday afternoon, we decided to visit my wife's sister in a place called Cipepus. (By "we", I mean my wife did so and I have to agree).
I got home from work to be informed the hire car was due to arrive in an hour. That didn't give me a deal of time to shower, pack and generally sort out but I almost managed.
I, unlike Ford Prefect, forgot my towel but that was about all. I stuffed everything into my small rucksack just as the car arrived.
The road to Bogor is easy. Toll road all the way so it didn't take long at all but, after Bogor, it's terrible. The roads are in a horrible state and there is way too much traffic for such small streets. My wife (My old Gert) doesn't travel well but Michelle is far worse. She'd already puked by the time we got to Lebak Bulus and managed a further 7 times before we got here. I almost ran out of small plastic bags.

The point is, it was dark by the time we arrived in Citepus and raining cats and dogs just to make things worse. We were all knackered so we just went for the first hotel we saw (That didn't look filthy). What we didn't know it it was a worker's transit hotel where the guys traveling take pros for a bonking session. I should have guessed by the number of vans outside the rooms. Ho hum, it'll do for as night.

However, at just before midnight a loud. and very urgent, knocking at the door could hardly be failed to be heard unless you'd been dead for 20 years. I was still half asleep and brain dead (Hmmmm, normal 23 hours a day for me) but opened the door anyway trying to look as scary as possible to whatever idiot was knocking at that time of night.
The idiot turned out to be the gaffer of the load of coppers stood around the door and all over the hotel.
"Gosh" (But employing the old Anglo Saxon spelling of the word), thought I, "What do that lot want?"

It turns out they wanted ID for me and the tart they suspected I had employed but it never got as far as opening my wallet to show my large collection of cards as they saw Michelle asleep on the bed and assumed prostitutes didn't take their 3 year old kids to work.
Obviously they'd never heard of Gary Glitter.

The problem now was. I couldn't get back to sleep. I'd opened the door half expecting to have to slap some cretin so I was seriously disturbed. That in mind, I went for a stroll and took in the sights. All I saw was a karaoke bar and a pair of drunks trying to kill themselves by riding a motorbike.

I moved hotels as soon as possible the next morning..

Wouahahahahahahah!! LOL! Too funny!

That is why I love living here : There is always something crazy happening to prevent us to get bored!

[tjamail]

Wouahahahahahahah!! LOL! Too funny!

That is why I love living here : There is always something crazy happening to prevent us to get bored!

Very correct! Never a dull moment. Just when you thought you knew everything (like some), something changes tomorrow, or something new is established... but after the day we call it UUD....