Sunday, I had the “opportunity” to do two things I hate to do – go to an amusement park and spend five hours among hundreds of screaming kids. Thus was my day at Batam’s water park. At least Putrie and her daughter had a good time, even if her father and I had to spend the five hours sitting on a wooden bench. Maybe if my knee wasn’t screwed up I could have done a few things but I was not going to take any chances on causing another setback to the healing, which has already been set back three times.
The water park is about a 20-30 minute drive from Smiling Hill. The cost for the four of us to get in was $18; a float for a couple of hours was $5.
Most everyone brought their own picnics, as we did, although we had seafood pizza and I’m not into it. There were a number of food stalls inside, however, so I was able to get some lunch, mie ayam, a bowl of chicken and noodles, with a few greens and sliced mushrooms. With some sweet soy sauce added, it was quite good – and only 80 cents. The highlight of my day.
I really wasn’t sure, however, why my presence was needed, aside from serving as a walking ATM.
Here’s a few of the photos: