August 10th, 2009

wlingi, 07.08.2009: the party, part one

After few days of fever, me and Marco managed to arrived to the first party on the 7th of August, at my village: Wlingi. Such a small village, without cinema, shopping center, no supermarket, only loads of rice fields and few traditional markets and people go to sleep at 8 everyday :) Marco was amazed how come I ended up in Milan and meeting him and all :)

This arrangement of fruits and vegetables is meant for blessing and bring us luck and happiness, for example this long and green pisang raja is for happiness, the longer the banana stalks, more happiness there will be, that is what I was told (pisang means banana, raja means king…don’t know if it means banana king or king of banana or banana for king :) there was also a couple of young coconut, black sugar cane sticks…some leaves and many things I could not really understand, but all have good meaning :)

My side yard was transformed into a huge party tent, so there was lots of activities going on. Everyone looked tired but happy, except lula, my funny cat, who protested by making sad and annoyed miaws and refused to go down from Mom’s warehouse :) I guess he did not like too many people coming to his place.

Our neighbours helped us a lot, the men helped with the construction of the tents and the women helped with the distribution of food (by the way, Mom ordered food enough for 1800 people from the catering) it was a hot day, me and marco were melting in our javanese dresses. Marco was wearing beskap and me white kebaya. I could not really take photos in this party, we had to stay up in ‘our designated place’. I am supposed to have the traditional hair arrangement (which I prefer not to have), but thanks to Andrea (the only person I trusted to cut my hair in Milan) nothing could be attached to such a short hair :)

The guests kept flowing and we had to keep on sitting and standing all the time. Fortunately there was a group of javanese gamelan who were funny to make us laugh, the leader of the gamelan could speak in 4 different voices and kept making jokes :)

All photos were taken by my dear brother David, who came all the way from Florence to join us. Because of the distance, not many pf our friends and family could join our happiness here. Lorenso and Bruno came to join us here, Guido (Marco’s father), and this time Marta could make it here flying all the way fro New York :) Only wish all our friends and family in Europe could join us here. Love you all!

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