Blu d’Amare ~ Gili Trawangan, Lombok, June 2013
During my stay at Gili, I stay at a cozy small wooden bungalow at Blu d’Amare. I found the place when I was browsing where to stay, first it refer by the trip advisor as one of the recommended restaurant for Italian food to try if you ever visit Gili Trawangan. I’m checking the web also, so much other choices too but at the end I end up in picking Blu d’Amare, something just enchanted me to pick it up. So the booked was fast, I send texting asking if there is any available room for the next day, my sched kind messy at that time since I’m taking my annual leave but at the same time I still need to do some work too so I decided to pick someplace cozy enough for myself and safe. The feedback was fast, so I dont have to look other place afterwards. All settled and I’m just ready to go from Mataram.
The journey from Mataram to Bangsal Port and hop in to Gili Trawangan is fast enough, leaving at 7 am and I arrived around 10 am in Gili Trawangan already. Kinda lost direction walking to the other side of the island before I realized I have to go the other corner to get to Blu d’Amare. The weather is hot and I almost cant hide my grin when I found the blue color, sign of Blu d’Amare entrance.
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 fa
stfood 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.