Coming Home, not really . . . . .
Travelling through Sulawesi on our way to Torajaland we had a small lunch and a cup of coffee (Koppie koppie). An older guy came up to us and ask the usual question: " Where are you from?".
"Belando, Holland" was what we almost automatically answered.
"Then you're coming home", he answered. When he saw we didn't understand he start to talk about the Dutch and what they did long time ago. He also mentioned that we should visit a funeral. in december there are many funerals because many people from Sulawesi live outside the island. In fact the amount of people that live in Sulawesi is just as big as the Sulawesi people that live abroad. (It's common in Sulawesi to wait with the funeral till there is enough money to invite all the family members, also those who live far away. A funeral is very expensive, many animals will be killed because they believe they need the animals to help the death on their way to heaven. I'll be sure there is a lot of information about this culture on the internet so I won't bore you with that.
Later on we had the chance to visit a funeral and they killed a lot of karbouwen and pigs. Still not sure if I can put them on the internet . . .
But coming home? I'm from the south of the Netherlands, that's hilly just like Torajaland, but the hills here are mountains.
Torajapeople like parties, just like people in the south of the Netherlands and our funerals used to be quit long and with much food and drinks. But that's now all over, in Toraja it's still going on.
So home coming, not hundred procent sure, but it's a beautiful place and I wouldn't mind to come back here . . .
"Belando, Holland" was what we almost automatically answered.
"Then you're coming home", he answered. When he saw we didn't understand he start to talk about the Dutch and what they did long time ago. He also mentioned that we should visit a funeral. in december there are many funerals because many people from Sulawesi live outside the island. In fact the amount of people that live in Sulawesi is just as big as the Sulawesi people that live abroad. (It's common in Sulawesi to wait with the funeral till there is enough money to invite all the family members, also those who live far away. A funeral is very expensive, many animals will be killed because they believe they need the animals to help the death on their way to heaven. I'll be sure there is a lot of information about this culture on the internet so I won't bore you with that.
Later on we had the chance to visit a funeral and they killed a lot of karbouwen and pigs. Still not sure if I can put them on the internet . . .
But coming home? I'm from the south of the Netherlands, that's hilly just like Torajaland, but the hills here are mountains.
Torajapeople like parties, just like people in the south of the Netherlands and our funerals used to be quit long and with much food and drinks. But that's now all over, in Toraja it's still going on.
So home coming, not hundred procent sure, but it's a beautiful place and I wouldn't mind to come back here . . .
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