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Gang life – Indonesian Style

A peek into Gang 2.

sunny 94 °F

Gang in Indonesian is the word for alley, definitely not what Americans think when they hear "gang".

Even when I think of an alley, I think of a dark, deserted, scary place. “Our” gang couldn’t be farther from that description. From our very first glance, I knew that Gang 2 would shortly feel like home.

As you walk along the narrow (maybe 5’ wide), well worn, herringbone, grey brick lined walk, you would think of it as more of a neighborhood which in Indonesian is kampung.

Entrance to Gang 2

Entrance to Gang 2

One after the other, on each side of gang 2, there are small guesthouses, restos (cafes), losmans (private homes, some with an extra room or two that are rented), internet cafes, a mosque, small art galleries, internet cafes and warungs frequented by local Indonesian families and International travelers alike. No motos are allowed to be driven in the gang, so you’ll see helmeted people, pushing their bikes down the gang that are then parked along the walk.

FYI  in gang 2

FYI in gang 2

More of gang 2

More of gang 2

A little further down the gang

A little further down the gang

Entering Gang 2

Entering Gang 2

Gang 2

Gang 2


Indonesian people tend to rise early and many seek out the local lady (Miss Gudeg) who arrives as early as 0600 to set up shop. It seems that some people will buy her little bundles for breakfast and will stand, talking, maybe discussing the news kampung, while others take theirs away for a nosh later in the day. One morning, I observed this lovely lady, while serving those that came to her, also make extra packages – which she carefully counted and bagged. As if right on time, a helmeted man arrived, paid for the bag and was gone in a blink, obviously a regular customer.

The lovely Miss Gudeg in Gang 2

The lovely Miss Gudeg in Gang 2

Street Gudeg

Street Gudeg

Neighbor girl talking with with Miss Gudeg

Neighbor girl talking with with Miss Gudeg


Throughout the day, people traffic is steady up and down the gang, backpackers looking for a place to sleep, children off to school, men heading to the mosque are among the many. Later in the afternoon, again is if on cue, another lady sets up her wares and the smell of sate (skewered meat) cooking entices people out of their losmans.

Sammie chatting with the sate lady in Gang 2

Sammie chatting with the sate lady in Gang 2

Sate prep station

Sate prep station

Gang 2 Sate - yummy!!

Gang 2 Sate - yummy!!


In the evening, the laughter of children permeates the area. As children do everywhere, they are seen running, teasing and playing games until it’s time for their Moms to call them in.

As I write this, Jim is having a massage for the lady who I was so fortunate to also have had a massage with earlier today. There is a slim, elderly man washing his moto in front of our guesthouse, a man selling fresh fruit from his wheeled cart and another selling ice cream makes his way along the path.

Just another day in the gang!

Posted by pjburke 02:43 Archived in Indonesia

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Wonderful story and pictures. As I have said a million times before - I feel like I am on this
journey with you - and feel very fortunate!! I loved Jim's writing and pictures also.

by Arlene

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