The Train to Yogyakarta

I take the train to Yogyakarta. The train leaves at eight in the morning. My seat is by the window. Outside I see rice fields and small villages. Green, green, green.

A man sells coffee. I buy one. It is hot and sweet. The trip is seven hours. I sleep a little. At three o'clock the train stops. I am in Yogyakarta! It is my first visit.