Balikpapan, Revisited

Then & Now

On Friday, November 20th, we had a chance to tag Mr. X along for his business trip to Balikpapan.

Knowing that I spent some years living in Borneo before, made him wanting to take all of us there for the short trip. Last time I went there was in October 2007 with Lil’ A when he was only 7 months old to visit my parents who were still living in that city so I was excited to visit the oil city.

We took the first flight out of Jakarta, scheduled for 6:40 AM. Poor Mr. X still had to finish up some works the night before and stayed up till 2:00 AM. Sure enough I had a hard time waking him up at a quarter before 5. We didn’t leave for the airport until around 5:40 AM and I started to get nervous that we’ll miss our flight. The very long queue line outside the terminal brought a knot in my stomach. Luckily, we saw one of the airline’s staff outside and Mr. Xquickly showed his badge then the staff ushered us in through the air crew door. Inside, Mr. X just went to one of the open check in counters, again flashed his badge and we got everything taken care of . By the time we reached the gate they were already boarding.

We were the last ones boarding that plane because Mr. X had to checked the plane thoroughly while Lil’ A and I waited by the stairs to board. I find it kind of amusing seeing the airline staffs looks puzzled as Mr. X starts to inspects everything and although I’ve been at his job sites a lot before, I never seen him physically check a plane and boy, he didn’t miss a thing! Being part of the airline for only a few months, granted not everyone knows who he is and to him that is an advantage because he got to check on everything firsthandedly. Something like a ‘surprise inspection’.

Even after we boarded, Mr. X didn’t immediately took his seat. He went to the cockpit, and checks everything from the inside too. One of the flight attendant gave him such a dirty look when he opened one of the two small overhead compartments designated for the plane’s documents and found a blanket stowed inside when the sign clearly said “Flight Documents. No Stowage.” She tried to argue with Mr. X but he firmly told her NO.

Flying with Mr. X and knowing that he ensured everything is in working orders surely gives me a comforting assurance. Lil’ A did so well on his flight even though we haven’t fly anywhere in errr 10 months. He wanted to fly again right after we landed.

We reached Balikpapan and someone from the airline were already there picking us up and even took care of our 1 suitcase while we waited for the car.

They took us the hotel, we had lunch then Mr. X was picked up to go back to the airport and work. So Lil’ A and I decided to take a stroll around the hotel after we both took a nap. The city looks a little different to me since there are more new buildings and malls around but what I love about that city is its cleanliness, no wonder they won a lot of trophy for the cleanest city in Indonesia. We walked for almost an hour before heading back to the hotel, Mr. X came back around 6:00 PM and we all went out for dinner. Too bad I didn’t bring my camera.

That night my father’s best friend and his wife, who’s been like my own uncle & aunt came by to drop something for my mother. They came with their granddaughter who’s about the same age as Lil’ A and they had met the last time I was in town in 2007. It’s amazing watching them two because she was such a calm lil’ girl while our boy is well…all boy lol.

The next day, my mom’s friend came over to pick us up with her son, again who’s in the same age as Lil’ A. She took us to Kebun Sayur market, a traditional market that sells gemstones, handicrafts and Borneo’s souvenirs. That place is a tiny heaven for jeweleries lovers, not only that the gems are real but they are way cheaper than if you buy them here in Jakarta. Highly recommended to visit that place! Unfortunately, we cannot stay too long as our boys’ starts to get antsy from the heat.

She then took me to this new mall called the E-center (I think), a brand spanking new mall in Balikpapan. Lunch, then it’s time to call it a day for Lil’ A starts to get too tired.

Mr. X came back from the office but he still had tons of stuffs to work on his computer while Lil’ A nap. We decided to check out Melawai area close to the port because I remembered there used to be lots of street food vendors there. Unfortunately, on our way there, it started raining and my aunt called. Well, technically she’s not really my aunt but her husband and our family has been very close since when I was little too. She invited us to dinner at a seafood restaurant. It was fun meeting them again after several years.

That pretty much wrapped up our very short visit to Balikpapan. Mr. X mentioned that he wanted to visit the small town where I went to Junior High and spent a great  deals of school breaks from high school, but there’s just not enough time to do all that since we were in Balikpapan for 3 days and 2 nights. Hopefully, in the future we all can go back there and visit Sangatta oh and try that famous Kenari Crab!

It was a fun getaway from Jakarta but now that we’re back I have to focus on preparing our little boy’s 3rd Birthday Party coming up next month. :D

Fear Not

The Marriott Hotel

The Marriott Hotel

Yesterday I had a chance to visit Marriott Hotel after so many years. Last time I was there was way before the first bomb in 2003.

These recent bombings changed a lot of the hotel’s outer appearance from how I remembered it. Being there again after knowing that hotel has gone through two bombings attacks kind of give me chills thinking of those darkest days of the hotel history and most of all of the innocents’ people fell victims of such a cruel acts.

My brother who is currently working there told me where the blast originated and how the whole restaurant we were sitting at got ruined. Now the whole place looks amazing, packed with people enjoying their delicious lunches. One would never guess that there were such tragedy took place there. He showed me the ‘ground zero’, it had a complete makeover and turned into a brand new restaurant.

We talked about the occupancy on the hotel and he said it still suffers tremendously. Since I used to work at a hotel, I know how occupancy numbers tells you how good a hotel is doing, financially. People are still afraid to stay there he said. To me, the Marriott would be the safest hotel one could stay at now and no I’m not being biased because my brother works there but logically they had probably tripled their security measured to ensure there won’t be any third attack on their premises. I’m sure an international 5 star hotel chains like them would be doing everything in their power to prevent any more bombing.

This small talk with my brother got me thinking…if we stop going places, stop doing things for the fear of terrorist attacks then they, the terrorist had won! They had inflicted terror in us. We are letting them win if we continue down this path. Life must go on and no one knows what the future will bring us. Only God knows when our time to ‘check-out’ from this world right? So why living in fear when everyday is a gift.

Same feelings enfold my mind when I’m thinking of all these natural disasters around my country as of lately. Earthquakes here and there…as a mother yes I have fear that it might occur again and the only thing that I worry most is the safety of my son but worrying won’t help me living my life. What example would it shows Lil’ A if his mother is too afraid to go places because of terror threats or natural disaster. This doesn’t mean that I am careless about our safety, the point is there’s only so much a human being can do to protect themselves but when it is time for us to go then nothing can stop that, right?

So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. ~ Isaiah 41:10 (NIV)

Death is not the biggest fear we have; our biggest fear is taking the risk to be alive — the risk to be alive and express what we really are. ~ Don Miguel Ruiz

In Searching For The "One"

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After living with my parents for several months, being in our own place means life goes back to normal or as normal as it can be for me. Errands to run, a pad to clean up, a family to feed, etc…etc… you know the drill of a stay at home mom’s life. However, this SAHM doesn’t have an assistant yet unlike so many families living in Indonesia, particularly in Jakarta. Yes, we have a driver from the company but as for a domestic help we haven’t find one yet. Oh something funny did happened when I was introduced to someone who’s looking to fill in that position, turned out she suffers from fear of heights. So the search goes on…

Discussing about these domestic helpers (including nanny or what Indonesian prefers to call as Babysitter), one of my friend also from a mixed marriage raised an interesting question. “How come it is much easier to run around doing errands back in the US than here? It feels like it’s a must to have a helper here.” We didn’t have a chance to thoroughly talk about this but I must agree with her on some level. Personally, I think the reasons why is because:

  • Traffic in Jakarta is already a nightmare. One can easily get frustrated being caught in the middle of a traffic jam here let alone a two or 1 years old, right? People are losing their times just from this as to go to point A to point B can literally takes hours. Don’t even talk about the rainy seasons…think of it this way, with no rain, the traffic is horrible as it is add the rain you can say that it’s 100x worst!
  • Most places are not very child friendly here such as banks. The bank that I use here always have a very long line of people and yes, the queue can be really long but imagine trying to do this with a bored toddler who’d rather explore the place? This is when I wish online banking in Indonesia is much simpler like back in the US, but then again with the frauds records here, I can understand the complicated preventive measurements these banks must take. It is a little of catch 22, don’t you think?

Being a mother and living in Jakarta again surely has become an eye opening experience. Meaning, I got to notice things that seems mundane in my single days. Such as how having an assistance can really spoil a mother, also the sometimes unfairness treatment these extra helping hands received from their bosses. Just like today, I saw a nanny sat on the kiddy table at a food court while the family ate right in front of her, on a regular table. I mean c’mon…at least let her sit on a decent table for God’s sake! Oh these are ‘minor’ offender in my book, I’ve seen worst! Yes, there are plenty of good families out there who will treat their domestic helper(s) very good just as there are plenty of bad workers.

I don’t know maybe it’s just me but I think to treat someone who is helping you to take care of your child (or your home or whatever it is) like she’s nothing is very very cruel. Growing up, my mother always has domestic helps but since most of them does not live-in we were raised not to be spoil brats. I remember how we still had to do our chores, and mine would be washing dishes since I’m the eldest of three. The point is, I grew up from a family who always treats our domestic helpers as part of the family. My mother never ever separate our foods from the ‘maids’ shares. We all ate the same food, no separation of class. So to witness such treatments really irritate me.

Funny, how these people will be so lost when all their helpers have to go back home to their village, usually for Eid and worried that some won’t even bother to come back because chances are when they’re back in their villages, meeting their peers who have the same jobs then comparison will starts flying out from wages to treatments and more often some will try their luck with different family. Why oh why I wonder? Maybe some of the answers lie beneath your treatments to these people.

Back to finding domestic helper, I specifically told Mr. X that I do not want to look for a nanny. I need an extra pair of hands and eyes to watch over Lil’ A when we have to go out and do errands or when I have to go meet up with some friends (or a romantic dinner with Mr. X?). Other than that, I can still handle him on my own. So we agree that although our new place now has a spare room designated for a helper, we would not want a live-in, besides he too wasn’t very keen of having someone in our place 24/7. She would only come in the morning and leave in the afternoon.

Honestly, I have no objections with the trends of having a nanny/baby sitter because now that I live here again, I realized how hectic it can be to just do anything alone the way I’m used to when we were still back in the US or in China. But to have one nanny for each child you have is a tad bit too much isn’t? I could never even imagine of doing that. Understandably most mothers now have their own careers outside the home front, not much different than other moms in the Western world, right? But to completely handover your motherhood roles to a total stranger is beyond me. No wonder some of these kids here are more attached to their nannies than their own mother and don’t get me started on the bratty kinds I’ve seen so far!

Again, let me stress it out, I really have nothing against hiring an extra helps, especially because here it is much cheaper to get one, heck  sometimes I wish we have one when we were still living in the US! However, from what I had witnessed so far is plenty of these parents are renouncing most of their parental duties to the nannies/babysitters. From the look of it, seems like some of these mommies never even miss their beauty sleep or knows what it’s like to feel like a-walking-zombie-coz-you’re-so-sleep-deprived. Granted, some of them never even lift a finger to change a diaper let alone smells like spit-ups lol as most of them will already have a nanny ready even before the baby was born.

Due to the facts that we have never use a nanny before, not even when we were in China where Ayi (Nanny) are also cheap, I am having doubts about trusting someone enough to watch Lil’ A for me. Call me paranoid but dealing with that sweet-terrible two phase can be hard even on me let alone for someone else…that’s my biggest concern. Right now I sometimes have to ‘hijacked’ my mother’s helper when I need to go places. She is an excellent women and I really wish I can clone her lol. She adores and loves Lil’ A, equipped with all the patience in the world when dealing with him, also she’s very protective of him and will not hesitate to warn other (mostly older) children at a play area if they are being too rough as she also realized that Lil’ A is in that monkey see-monkey do phase. We adore her but unfortunately since she is already married with a tween and living close to my mother’s house she can’t come and work for us. Oooh Ipah we love you!

Let’s just hope we will find one soon before December where it will be busier for us than other months.

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