Historic Inna Samudera Beach Hotel....

Marlin fish steak for dinner anyone!? Lots of fish in this part of Sukabumi, Java.


The Indian Ocean beckons you every morning when you open your balcony door!

Historic Samudera Hotel..

Has lost its lustre of once a popular hotel!

The first president of Indonesia Bung Sukarno commissioned the hotel to be built on the north most point of Pelabuhan Ratu, in the district of Sukabumi, off the south coast of Java Island.
Samudera Beach Hotel was a favourite place for Sukrno to spend his off days and many stories goes he liked this part of Java because the Sundanese women are known for their beauties!

Bali again this time for a real rest!

The protector!

The pool...water from the natural spring!

The bed

More of the backyard

The backyard

The porch!

The front

I am now in Ubud and the resort where we are staying is a little heaven on earth, our small resort is smack right near (or middle?) a rice field where there are women still working on the field! Here are some pictures of my Shang-rila!

Special thanksgiving prayer for my late mother at my house in the jungle!

Perfect day for a special prayer for my mum!

In the morning before the kenduri!

No parking space!

People that matter came!

It was a perfect day for a gathering, the weather co-operated the people that matter to me and I expected them to come, they came, and hose whom I thought were my friends came up with all sorts of excuses not to come, and I will deal with them later on in life.
The food was exquisite and I am now thinking of having more gathering in my jungle hideout and I am sure I can find something to celebrate for. Here some of the pictures for you all to enjoy!

Ain't no winter wonderland, for sure!

In summer we played in the backyard!


In summer the yard was green!

In summer we had BBQ on the patio!


A shot taken from my bedroom!

The patio, where all social activity took place in summer!


For me, it ain't no winter wonderland outside at all!

Arrived in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, then a transfer to London, Ontario, and the journey was about 25 minutes by a turbo prop. It was bump]y at the lower level but as soon as the plane reached 10,000 feet above sea level it was fine.
From above the whole landscape was covered with snow, and heard over the news many road had to be closed due to blizzard. And it ain't no winter wonderland for sure! But Za and Jen and Steve were ray of sunshine when we arrived, especially Za who said "Hello Atok"!

My Seri Menanti hideout again?

The overall view of my kampong!

The view from the front of my hideout!

Taken from the sundeck

Last saturday we were at out jungle hideout and here are some pictures!

Ramadhan and that time of the year....!

Oily and fatty food to be avoided, but they do taste good!

A culinary orgy comes fasting month!

We just have to know where to stop! Or is it conditioning!

If you have trouble not to not have this fried noodle and kway teow just imagine them as just maggot in a big wok that wil rot your body!

My childhood days fasting months were times for reflection and a lot of praying at the Kampong Baru mosque. We eat porridge, dates and syrup water and then after the prayer we just ate simple food. But, alas, today Muslims go on a food binge where their health are threatened!

Zahra and I!

Zahra and her Atok!

I never thought I would be a grandfather and let alone a very happy one until I saw Zahra my grandaughter, and she is a bundle of joy we spent a lot of time together this summer!