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Bandung by bus - Not too shabby indeed

Bandung by bus - Not too shabby indeed

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How do you feel when you see VW rims on Skoda?  

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    • Owner of the Skoda couldn't find Skoda rims
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    • Owner tries to disguise the Skoda as a VW
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-Gedung Merdeka - Famous for hosting the Asian-African Conference 1955

One good thing about motoring in general is that it takes you places. Airplanes take to even further but once you get to a destination, the best way to cover ground and to explore the surrounding area. Of course if you aren't a lazy bloke you could walk or cycle. But that shouldn't be covered in a motoring blog. Which brings us back to Indonesia where I happened to travel from Jakarta to the city of Bandung, a few hours away.

 

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-Note the traffic on the opposite side heading towards Jakarta, the jam to the toll booth was about 6km

This time we were ferried there in a chartered bus. It isn't often that a person like me travels by means of a bus. This was because I have been too spoiled by the choice of having the use of a car most of the time. But beggars can't be choosers, especially since it was an air-conditioned private coach and the fact that I didn't have to fight my way through the Jakarta traffic to head towards the highway to Bandung. And it was comfortable, as I could stretch out my legs and sleep in relative comfort.

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Now Bandung is a city which is actually quite famed for its shopping. It has a whole slew of factory outlet stores located throughout the city like the one above. Here one can find branded clothing on sale as well as local leather goods, Indonesian lace, batik (both are fine in their workmanship and very affordable) and other forms of clothing. I do have a tip for those who intend on buying branded handbags over here and the tip is this




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