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Canyon Calling

In Indonesia, Only Westerners Carry Paper...

 

Karen Slawner is originally from Montreal but lives in Toledo, Ohio. She currently teaches political science at the University of Toledo and will stay in academia at least until she can find a grant to spend a year living somewhere exotic and exciting. Karen writes...

Always carry toilet paper...

Always carry toilet paper. That was the best advice I received before leaving on a five month trip to Australia and Southeast Asia. As with all important lessons, I was destined to find out the hard way.

Westerners in Asia learn quickly that stomach disorders can strike without warning. One can be sitting with a group of people, when suddenly a panicked expression will cross a person's face and she will run from the table.

Popular myth, fostered by Hollywood no doubt, suggests that the police and the Mafia always determine the exits from a room before they sit down. While in Asia, I developed the habit of determining the location of the toilet before I made myself comfortable. And since the use of toilet paper is a Western custom (Southeast Asians use water), I always carried my own.

I was in a panic...

The site of my hard-learned lesson was Lake Toba, in northern Sumatra, in Indonesia. My friend and I were staying on Samosir Island in a village called Tuk Tuk. The island was beautiful. At that time, there was no electricity, the accommodations were spartan, the food delicious and the tourists tended toward the bohemian.

Once a week a boat circumnavigated the island, picking up tourists from the various villages and bringing them to a spot famous for its hot springs. The island was not very big, and it shouldn't have taken too long to get to the springs, but the captain circled the island several extra times in an attempt to collect more paying passengers. He had a bullhorn, through which he repeatedly called, "Hot springs, hot springs, boat to hot springs."

Suddenly, I realized that we were not going to make it to the springs in time for me to take care of an urgent bodily need. Fortunately, there was a toilet on board, or rather a small cubicle with a hole leading toward the hull. However, to my consternation, I discovered that for the first time I was not carrying toilet paper. And, the cubicle did not even have the customary bucket of water and ladle. I rummaged through my bag in a panic. The only serviceable item I found was my English-Indonesian dictionary. I made a quick decision-I was unlikely to need the words beginning with X, Y, or Z-and ripped those pages out of the book. Problem solved!


Lessons Karen learned along the way...
  • Be patient. In Indonesian there is an expresion "jam keret," which translates as "rubber time." Western expectations of punctuality don't apply. Busses leave the station when they are full, not according to a schedule. A full bus has people sitting three or four in two seats, and more in the aisles.

  • Be patient. Business transactions have a more sociable aspect than in the West. Before a hotel manager will discuss room rates or even availability, he will want to chat, ask you where you come from and how many people there are in your family.

  • Many, many people will ask you where you come from and how many people there are in your family. They will also want to know where you are going. Remember that a woman travelling unaccompanied by a man is unusual in their culture. I never experienced any sexual harassment, but was always subjected to people's curiosity. That curiosity is usually genuine and utterly lacking in hostility. In spite of the absence of overt harassment, we must remember that these are conservative cultures. Immodest dress is considered offensive.

  • Don't use your left hand for handling food in public. The left hand is only for use with the bucket and ladle found in rest rooms. It is considered extremely rude even to hand something to someone using your left hand. Familiarizing yourself with as many of the cultural taboos as possible will make your visit more enjoyable.

  • Be open to the possibility of exciting experiences from unlikely sources. On several occasions I asked people for directions and ended up being welcomed into their homes and shown places I would have not seen otherwise.

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