Day 1 - A First Rest

I arrived in "kos-kosan" at precisely half an hour later than the transjogja bus promised..
Jogja is pretty hot, especially when you have a backpack and a leather jacket tied around your waist – I was just asking for trouble… I frantically texted Sulaiman, my friend in Jogja who had generously offered his couch for me to sully for a couple of days.. Incidentally, I am thoroughly convinced that Sulaiman should change the name of his place to "Dorm", for reasons to obvious to document here..