This was the area I lived in. If you turn right, just after the 'Taman Griya Indah' sign, and travel up the road a bit, you find yourself in a housing estate, full of many white houses. I guess you could call the area upper-middle class. Taman Griya Indah translates something like 'Beautiful House Place/Garden', and I guess it was. Although to say there were lots of gardens is stretching the truth. I was used to backyards full of flowers - here there were just a few poky corners. The road on the left leads to a village called Godean... and is a deathtrap!! I nearly got squashed between two buses, cycling home from school one day.

This is in front of the Beringharjo Market, at the end of Malioboro St. Beringharjo is a huge market, full of clothing and fabrics and footwear, and toys, and the most amazingly repugnant-at-first-sniff smell!! These people are just selling food.. and yummy food it is too. At the bottom right hand corner, the green packages are rice and meat wrapped in banana leaves (nasi bungkus) The boxes contain, usually, fried chicken (Yogya fried chicken beats ANYTHING hands down!) For the life of me, I can't remember what anything else is called - but I do know that it's all delicious!! This photo also shows four common forms of transport - overcrowded buses (it's a no. 15 - my bus!!), bicycles, motorcycles (it ain't called the 'City of Cycles' for nothing) and far in the background, becaks.