BIKERS CLUB SEPTEMBER 2019 ISSUE | Page 29

Indonesia by DR. MARAL YAZARLOO - PATTRICK It was around 6 pm when I landed in Medan (Indonesia). When I reached the immigration office, an officer took me aside and asked me about the validity of the visa in my passport ! He took away my passport and told me to wait outside. I didn't like this at all. I was annoyed as my passport is the most important document for my trip and I wasn't ready to leave sight of my passport. So I walked behind the officer. He curtly told me to wait outside till they called me. I continued to follow him, trying to breathe and calm myself ! The officer then started to click photographs on his mobile, which made me even angrier ! I didn't even understand why he was doing it. He then looked at me and asked, "Why are you in Indonesia ? " I replied, "I'm on a biking trip around the world. My bike is being shipped from Malaysia, so I had to take a flight here". And stepped out for dinner to the first big restaurant we came across. No one spoke any English, so we took the menu and tried to figure out what to order, based on the photos included in the menu. In 5 minutes, our table was laden with As soon as he heard about my variety of food - chicken, mutton, fish world bike ride, his entire attitude and vegetables. I found definite transformed. I always knew bikes similarities between the cuisines of could create magic ! He asked Indonesia and Myanmar - spicy and where he could view photos of oily ! our ride. I told him, "Ride To Be One, on all social media. "He We dug into our meal, tried and smiled, returned my passport and tasted everything on our table. wished me a good ride ahead ! What I loved the most was the avocado shake with chocolate, I'm Partner too went through the totally in love with the flavours. To similar ordeal ! but it all ended make sure that I had enough of it well, thanks to our bikes. for the first day, I ordered 3 big glasses, just for myself. While I flew to Indonesia from Kuala Lumpur, partner and Bram There was so much food on the flew from Penang. Bram is a rider table, that we could only sample a from Belgium who started his ride little bit of each dish. We thought a year ago and happened to be in it was a 'package meal', so the Malaysia when we were there. We quantity we ate didn't really all shipped our bikes together. matter. But, we felt really bad to from Penang and we decided to waste food, and more importantly, ride together through Indonesia. we wondered how much we After the three of us reconvened, would end up paying ! When we were done with our meal, the we found rooms for about server came to our table and 200,000 Rupiah (Indonesian currency) billed us only for what we had