We drove some more today, with Amee, Janice, Aurel, and Audrey in the way back, alternating between watching Audrey dance to Am’s iPod or all asleep like a litter of kittens. It was very, very hot, but we were able to visit Prambanan, a beautiful Hindu temple outside of Yogyakarta. We could see the damage from last year’s earthquake; there were piles of rocks stacked in the surrounding fields. That night we stayed in our new favorite hotel, the Rumah Mertua. It was done in a traditional Javanese-style, had a beautiful pool surrounded by kerosene lamps and peeing gargoyles in the corners. When you swam on your back you could see the quarter moon and try your hardest to remember the moment.