The city weather is hot and humid. Wear cotton clothes. You do not need long sleeves shirt, instead a T-shirt and knee-long trousers are comfortable. Some places like mosques (masjid) and temples require polite dress such as long trousers/skirts. Hot pants/mini skirts will attract people attention and might be considered impolite.
Cirebon, Heritage of Old Kingdom
"Cirebon's Old Mosques"
Many old Indonesian's old Mosque are located in Jakarta. Some dated back to aroun 1400M. Unfortunately, this go unnoticed. The mosques are not well maintained and in some cases of renovation, they change the architecture.
I was fortunate enough to know them from my friends, Old Mosque observer from Institut Teknologi Bandung. Had not I go with them, I wouldn't notice the mosques.
Balongan, Cirebon and Indramayu
I don't know why people are so amazed to see white faces, but its like I'm a celebrity. All the people want to say hello, many have even come over to my side, just to have their pictures taken with me before running off like giddy little school girls. It even happens in the larger cities of Jakarta and Surabaya, but is enough to stop conversations and people walking in smaller towns. This last weekend for example, some old man, said hello, and without speaking another word of English, had me stop, placed what I assume to be his granddaughter next to me and took a photo of both of us, smiled and walked away. Its not the first time or first place for this type of thing to happen, but it is a lot more frequent here.
By coincidence a friend of mine, Steve, was assigned to the same customer during my stay. Since he was still here, but staying in nearby Indramayu, he got a room for the night in Cirebon. We wondered aimlessly and sweated profusely for the weekend. As previously mentioned, Cirebon is a quiet, boring town. As we wondered the poor streets and absorbed the daily routine, we decided to spend $2/ea and made custom ball caps that said "Hello Mister". Quite apropos, since even the most English challenged Indonesian in Cirebon will wave and scream Hello Mister from the opposite side of the street. After walking through slums, dirty streets, past rows of street barbers with their stools surrounded by months worth of clippings, countless little kiosks and make-shift store fronts, we decided we needed to cool down by the pool. Saturday and Sunday were the same, only with a few drinks at a local watering hole to separate them.
Later in the week, Steve handed me his Indonesian Lonely Planet guide. The first two sentences on Cirebon pretty much sum it up quite well. "Well off the tourist trail, on the sunburnt north coast... . Hot and isolated, this pleasant town rarely features on travelers' itineraries, with most visitors experiencing it as little more than a sweltering stop on the long train ride between Surabaya and Jakarta". And as if they editor had read our minds, our caps became all that much more appropriate "with few travelers making it to Cirebon, you will doubtless be a novelty. Expect your fair share of 'hello misters'."
During my stay in Cirebon, I used this as a starting point to explore some of Central Java, like Magelang, Prambanan and Yogjakarta).
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i visted Cirbon in 1997.
It took about 4 hour by train from Jakarata to the east.
When i entered this town, i felt white wall houses were very beautiful.
i stayed for 14 months for business.
Mt favourite food is a kepitinrebus( steamed crab).It was not so expensive.