When my teaching contract in Jakarta ended, I set off for China. Why China? Most of the students I had taught were ethnic Chinese, and though they had been born in Indonesia, spoke only Indonesian (and some English, of course), they were intensely interested in the land of their forebears, and some of that interest rubbed off on me.
The journey to China was, as with my travels in the past, to be an entirely overland (and overwater) one, travelling through Sumatra, Malaysia, Thailand, Laos, and into China. This, then, represents the first leg of that journey, which began with an overnight ferry ride from Jakarta to Padang on the west coast of Sumatra, and continued overland to Bukittinggi, Pekanbaru, Lake Toba, and Medan.
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