I thought that going to Indonesia at the end of Ramadan wouldn’t be too much of a pain, but I somewhat underestimated how traffic had changed in the two years I’d been gone. And I don’t think I ever did a lot of driving during Ramadan while I was living there. Let me tell you now that traffic was not great. I definitely drove to Solo a lot fewer times than planned.
Here’s a look at Prambanan this summer at the one performance of the Ramanaya ballet that I managed to see while I was there. This summer was unusually rainy, and I decided to go see the performance on a particularly rainy night. Not the best decision I’ve ever made. Luckily it rained enough that they moved to the indoor theater, which is my preferred theater anyway.