Next stop—Surakarta/Solo

After what seemed like the glamour of Jogjakarta, Solo was a let down. This was partly due to the overwhelming January heat. We ducked into a movie theatre for the air- conditioning for a couple of hours of relief and watched a long-forgotten movie.

Outside Solo’s batik market

In the one photo I have, I’m outside the batik markets so I’m guessing I must have found my piece of green batik in this town. I developed a thing for Indonesian batik. Not only do I still wear that piece I found all those years ago that has retained most of its colour, but years later, I discovered a store in Singapore’s Arab district that carried a wide selection. (See some of the beautiful colours now available in the featured photo).