About the names. Sanur Beach, Bali

The very charming German lady 28,who I did meet with her boy friend Alex in my last evening at Kuta Beach, was Madeline from Darmstadt. of course.
The names in Bali or Indonesia are very strange and sometimes funny. A pretty bar tender at La Taverna Hotel, where I stayed 30 years ago, has a name Musti. All the personal had fun, when I told to her that the word black is in Finnish musta, and that's why many black dogs in Finland have the name Musti. This word again here means
an Angel! My name Matti pronounced Mati, as they do here, means dead, happily anyhow in Greek language Mati is The Eye! In my opinion only very few languages have in their names or words the same consonant doubled like in Finnish. I just can remember Italians and Japanese having these occasionally in their names.
I celebrated on Saturday my 67th birth day, which I spent alone but enjoying of Hotel's dinner party with not so bad, but cheap local vine, and Frog Dance performed by beautiful dancers with Balinese big band of 23 drummers.
Yesterday I finally got some rain on this journey except, if in a bus (once) or at the night time, when sleeping. To my great surprise there was at noon a heavy tropical shower for half an hour, and then sun shine again.
Here I have been mostly alone. which does not bother me at all, but there is a nice couple from the middle part of Finland with whom I have been talking sometimes at the pool. But,now I guess it's the time for a cool Bintang beer.