One of the things Bogor is famous for is its Botanical Gardens. They are supposed to be one of the oldest in the world. I should also mention that most of the expats I have met are called Susan. No, seriously. The three LION AIR wives that are here are all called Susan. So, on Sunday morning bright and early, the three Susans and 2 husbands (one was in training) set off for Jakarta Kota train station.
We bought our tickets for the first class train - 90 cents U.S.
and boarded the economy train by mistake (tickets here cost 20 cents). I thought it would have been rude to take pictures so we sat for an hour and a half while vendors tried to persuade us to buy various appliances. One implement was a stick that lit up with a scraper on one end (for ear cleaning). Another chap had multi-coloured q-tips (also for ears). I began to wonder if we hadn't received the memo - "All ears to be clean on this train." By far the most industrious was the young man selling potato peelers, making his way from carriage to carriage demonstrating his machine and leaving a trail of peelings the length of the train.
So, here's the view
and finally a volcano - my first here (and there are a few)
We disembark and find a taxi to get us to the gardens.
And disembark:
Some very creative vending greets us
and Ben, Susan, Susan and Susan enter the gardens
Raymond and the wrong Susan in the orchid house:
Here I am:
The President's weekend home:
Some water for the trip back
and goodbye Bogor
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