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Indonesia: getting there

On the 8th of April 6.50 I had to leave Vilnius airport for Indonesia (route: Vilnius - Copenhagen-Doda-Jakarta-Semarang). It did not go as smoothly as planned. We checked in, almost made it to the plane that had to fly to Copenhagen, but we were stopped on the steps of the plane. Then the pilot showed up and said that unfortunately this plane is not gonna leave as planned. So, our tickets were changed (a long procedure of waiting) to the route: Vilnius-Frankfurt-Singapore-Jakarta-Semarang.

There is a catch. We had to wait in Vilnius airport for 9 hours for our next plane (to Frankfurt). Which is maybe not too bad for me, as I had to finish my review of the movie "Her", but I was really really tired as the night before I had slept only for 1 hour. Anyways, the trip to Frankfurt went smootly. After few hours at the airport, we cought a plane to Singapore which lasted for 12 hours. There we boarded a plane, but it was late to take a flight for 40 minutes. So, at the end, we came to Jakarta too late to catch a plane to Semarang.

So, now we are stuck in Jakarta airport. Our flight is after 12 hours. We are camping on a hard floor as we cannot enter the lounge because it is only for those who cheched in. (We will have to wait for it for 10 hours.). All the cafes are closing down, but this is also not an option as we still do not have a local currency (the exchange place was closed when we got here).

So, what? We will try to sleep here, and hope that everything will go smoothly tomorrow. 

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