Friday the 13th

Another superstitious talk for the week since the 13th falls on friday which is today, and I just can wait to have this weekend for myself.

Hey, I am sure that I can sniff the summer and the birthday cake! 😀

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Memory of Solo

Simbok Jamu @ Kauman Village, Solo, Oct 2010

Uhmm…. ini merupakan cicilan pertama dari hutang-hutang saya, maafkan saya nyaaah…. #koplak #shitnetron #galau

A couple months ago, I was screaming out loud when I received the hectic schedule. Well it doesn’t mean that I don’t like to go out side and travel but it just feel not a good time to travel with bunch of homework to do. Honestly I just don’t like to be called all the time when the work weren’t finish yet the phone will go on ring ring all the time asking bout the information that stuck on my cupboard or comp. files if you know what I mean, that would be disturbing rite ‘annoyed’

But well, at the end here I go again. I went early at the morning from Bogor to catch up my flight, I curled on the back seat of the taxi trying to fillin up my beauty sleep until I arrived at Soekarno-Hatta International airport. Enjoy some fastfood and a cup of coffee (to feed my dragon) at my fave corner, looking at the cloudy day and people with their suitcase hurrying up. Then once again the journey begins. The journey start with flight from Jakarta to Solo, a batik city which is very close to Jogja – Poo maapkeun nda bisa mampir yaaaaaa kemaren ituh.

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Yogyakarta to Denpasar

Sunrise @ Ketapang port, Summer holiday of 2009

The next morning after a heavenly sleep for couple of hours I took a fast shower and repack my backpack, get ready for the next destination which is Denpasar. I was thinking to stop at Surabaya but the train schedule will send me to Bali at midnite where I hardly get the transportation into Imoel’s house so this time I choose the bus to continue the trip and I’ll be arrived in the morning. I haven’t booked the ticket for the bus so I made a few phone call to makes sure I got the ticket and the customer service told me directly come to their bus agent at Janti. That morning, I have a spicy breakfast at one of Niar favorite spot, Warung Ibu Gendut which the distance is still around the corner of the house. The owner is a Balinesse borned in Java so the food is mixing between Javanesse menu with a Balinesse taste such as spicy scramble eggs, oseng buncis bumbu kuning – pedes juga, tempe mendoan yang lumayan unik karena ga setipis yang biasanya, sayur singkong, ayam bumbu kecap yang keliatan banget potongan cabe rawit merahnya, menu yang laen nda apal saya pokoknya sambel Balinya aseli – irisan cabe dan bawang. Anything spicy is yummy for me so its okay ^^

 

Whole Day @ Yogya

August 2009 fullmoon dari atep genteng kosan Niar, Yogyakarta, Canon powershot 2S IS

After a refreshing shower at Poo’s house, I stretch out my cramp feet, not long enough until Poo’s send me a short message. We’ll be out for lunch. So there I go again, walk out the alley and get into the main street where she’ll pick me up twice that morning. We stopped by for a while at Kanisius printing, passing through Gejayan street that I use to hang out using the bus route 10. The street is still looking so familiar though stores and restaurants lining along the way, make the street look crowded more than I can remember. The improvement of the city development were moving so fast for the last couple of years.

Beware buat fakir bandwidth ye ;p

a Buddy

I'm here babe, come on and hug me ^^

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I’m weary as the usual I need to found myself a furry creature to be hug and this is one of it. Buddy, he is a young handsome dog, almost two years old by now. Just a couple steps to the shop in the corner and I could play with buddy and his mom – Pepsi.

Nite @ the Peninsula

the city rush @ night, Jakarta, June 2009