Finally. After repeated promises by the contractor that tomorrow everything will be ready, we have finally made it to the new apartment. No great distance involved. Just from tower one to tower two, same floor and same unit number. The new apartment is the mirror image of the old one, which leads to quite a lot of confusion. The fridge is no longer to the left when entering the kitchen, and the dining table is now to the right when entering the apartment.
But what joy to see the books on the shelves rather than boxed, and the paintings and maps on the walls. Bought myself a new drill, a Bosch GSB 16 RE Professional, and spent the whole of yesterday drilling holes and hanging the pictures. And the books, tiring to put them up, but finally they are accessible again. 
The best part of the apartment is the bathroom. Rather than stepping into a bathtub and drawing a plastic curtain to take a shower, now it is a real shower one steps into for a real rain-shower experience—a large shower head to soak you, and if you want to hold the shower head in your hand you turn the knob for this second option. The tiles in the cubicle are anti-slip… so simply enjoy.
And the view is old and new Jakarta combined: the red-tile roofs of old, and high rise apartments of the past decade.
