tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64014836030559165222024-03-13T01:28:50.882-07:00Coretanku di Pondok Kayucoretan-coretan yang kutulis di tiket, di kuitansi, di buku dan dimana aja.... dengan latar belakang bus, kereta, pantai, gunung, kamar hotel, tenda, dll... dan akhirnya kutulis disini ketika aku sudah di Pondok Kayu-ku...Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-51022808250824189662012-09-22T06:49:00.000-07:002012-09-22T06:49:22.586-07:00Last #BaliDiarySebenernya udah 10 hari aku resign dari kerjaan di Bali.. aku hanya berpikir, kalau aku tidak bahagia, untuk apa aku bertahan?
dan aku bersyukur, sepertinya jalan yang lain terbuka.. dan aku bisa lebih dekat lagi dengan teman-teman dekatku...
Well, aku akan kangen 'hidup' di Bali, tapi hidup hanya sekali, it's more important to chase the happiness...
.. dan hanya Bali, aku bisa setiap kali pergi ke sana, tiket udah gak semahal dulu lagi, dan Bali emang lebih pas untuk liburan... untukku....Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-67447479838051291212012-07-29T19:34:00.001-07:002012-07-29T19:34:48.469-07:00#BaliDiary 03Aku gak bermaksud membuat semua hancur but it's true when I said to you :
I hate to say it but I start falling for you...
Aku sangat 'bahagia' menemukan temen ngobrol seperti dirimu, spending many hours with you was so easy... dan seperti yang pernah aku bilang, aku gak mau merasakan ini sendiri, jadi kalau emang enggak ya sudahlah..
tapi aku tetap berharap kita tetep berteman...
Just please don't blame your self to become such a good guy...
Just please be the way you are always..
It's just me...Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-58530546076545721022012-07-14T04:52:00.002-07:002012-07-14T04:55:40.428-07:00#BaliDiary 02Ah Umi, seperti biasa... terlalu berharap sesuatu akan terjadi, jadi ketika tidak terjadi bikin hari menjadi menyebalkan... gak sengaja gunting hammock pas di kainnya cuyyy...
Hiks, wiken ini yang ada di bayangan adalah tidur nyenyak di Ubud trus berenang-berenang di Amed, tapi karena si travelmate batal, akhirnya gw mutusin yowis lah kerja aja...
.. dan kacau lah hari gw.... dengan ending, sepertinya gw pulang aja ke kos dan tidur!
Di hari yang menyebalkan seperti ini biasanya ditambahin juga dengan malas makan, seperti sekarang, udah mau jam8 malam aja, tapi belum makan dan masih aja galau mau makan apa... mau keluar juga males, tapi kalau mau makan mie kok ya males... masih ada sih brioche di tas... tapi itu senjata terakhir kalau nanti malam lapar... gayanya sih mau begadang, hahaha...
Pelajaran Umi Pelajaran :
gak usah berharap lagi kalau ada yang janji-janji, kecuali sudah terbukti kalau selama ini janjinya selalu ditepati..
Nusa Lembongan bersama Yudhi moga-moga bisa terlaksana, biasanya dia kalau udah bikin janji akan ditepati.. yuk mariiii...
So what to do in this weekend?
- korean drama
- novel
- make a lot of tweets of Turkey for the competition
- sleep
- eat
... in the end, I just want you ...Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-63539229508943511962012-05-28T18:14:00.002-07:002012-05-28T18:14:30.144-07:00#BaliDiary 01Sudah hampir sebulan aku tinggal di Bali... dan penuh dengan cobaan!
Alhamdulillah, aku bisa melalui semuanya...
Tadi pagi telpon-telponan ama Echa, bercerita tentang betapa kesepian sekarang aku disini... dan echa mendiskripsikannya tepat sesuai yang echa rasain pas awal-awal di Toraja :
pulang kerja, tidur kecepetan, bangun kecepetan, dan gak tahu mau ngapain...
Begitu pun aku.. tapi aku berusaha tidur minimal jam 9pm, walaupun kadang-kadang jam 8pm aku udah pingsan...
Minggu terakhir yang paling berat, karena dompet hilang dan segala macam.. dan aku bersyukur ada yang datang ke Bali... pengen banget meluk sebenernya! :(Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-21575369058427585922012-05-26T00:40:00.001-07:002012-05-26T00:40:33.275-07:00firasataku selalu punya 'firasat' untuk hal-hal tertentu yang dekat denganku.
dan hari ini terbukti, lagi.. alhamdulillah...Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-34189996257859717962012-02-14T10:26:00.000-08:002012-02-14T10:26:18.296-08:00Postcard from Indonesia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0HWf_2sQQP-u26ZTBNJSE8DvBJXCKqnlFYBwHOPpU3Cn5z1Ucf-nhPMNX34QFC4ISSSqV4hlNlOTN3F3hfUAIpfT0vSEEadIh4Ci2VlAYRRICKxdcqs1DNSqZVEvKrtvR1GF_p0UgX6j/s1600/Rumah+Gadang-re.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="307" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0HWf_2sQQP-u26ZTBNJSE8DvBJXCKqnlFYBwHOPpU3Cn5z1Ucf-nhPMNX34QFC4ISSSqV4hlNlOTN3F3hfUAIpfT0vSEEadIh4Ci2VlAYRRICKxdcqs1DNSqZVEvKrtvR1GF_p0UgX6j/s400/Rumah+Gadang-re.jpg" /></a></div>Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-31597888593001542302012-01-09T23:07:00.000-08:002012-01-09T23:07:52.176-08:00Another Warning!Sisi diriku yang kebanyakan 'cinta' membuatku suka menebar rasa yang berlebihan ke teman-teman..<br />
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Itu mungkin kelebihanku, tapi itulah yang sering menjadi senjata makan tuan, yang akhirnya menjadi 'kekuranganku yang terbesar'..<br />
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Just give your 60% Umi... You will be ok if something happened...Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-60758816809614018782012-01-08T22:10:00.000-08:002012-01-08T22:12:39.898-08:00Ubud, The Healing Place<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_QvMi1VkYmhY5KtxcxzbUB8Ii8lmFfky1b-5AkfP3a_iOpWLAe7Uda3RK0f0PJkEIaYS_eN-kbyC6iT_jBLhRXq7iKtKGdkfCC63XtU8o0s4iwLq1xDrguQfFb5my6ymBHUpcuW327US/s1600/ubud230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_QvMi1VkYmhY5KtxcxzbUB8Ii8lmFfky1b-5AkfP3a_iOpWLAe7Uda3RK0f0PJkEIaYS_eN-kbyC6iT_jBLhRXq7iKtKGdkfCC63XtU8o0s4iwLq1xDrguQfFb5my6ymBHUpcuW327US/s400/ubud230.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<blockquote>'It’s about 6AM, and I was stunning there, alone at Campuhan Ridge…’</blockquote><br />
Ubud, about one hour drive from Kuta, is very famous village for international travelers, but not for Indonesian. Why? Because most of Indonesian likes shopping! Not me of course, that’s why when I stayed at Ubud, they will guess that I’m Malaysian. I love Ubud!<br />
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I went to Ubud alone, this time. After attending on my best friend’s wedding at Kuta, I rent a motorcycle and drove it to Ubud! I didn’t know why, I really wanted to reach Ubud as soon as possible, just one stop to buy a gift for my friend’s new daughter who lives at Ubud.. landed Ubud. <br />
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Check in to Rojas Home stay at Jalan Kajeng. This home stay was recommended by Budi, one of my travel mates. I wanted to try because the location was just about 5 minutes walked from Ubud Palace. The room that had given to me had one double bed and one single bed, room for three. The cleaner and better room was fully booked. But the neighborhood was nice. There were many flowers and trees around. There were two kinds of breakfast, bread or noodles, with the compliment of egg and hot tea/coffee. <br />
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After a little break, I decided to go to Tegalalang, the famous rice terrace, for picturing. I drove slowly, enjoy the scenery, the moment, the ambience. Like usual, when I arrived at Tegalalang, many tourists there. Picturing, picturing, and picturing… Had an idea to go to the other rice terraces, but meeting a friend who lives here and just got a new daughter was my priority, so heading to Penestanan Village!<br />
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Penestanan Village, has many art galleries, local warung, and and some quiet accommodation. I really enjoyed walking around the village to find my friend’s house. The house was built between the rice fields, but my friend’s house was on the little alley which full of houses. The house was typical of Bali house, with a lot of Bali’s ornaments, an unique gate house, and of course, a beautiful small park in front of the house. Watching all these scenes made me dream having a house at Ubud!<br />
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My next stop was Kokokan Village, the home for hundreds or maybe thousands white herons (kokokan in Balinese, blekok in Javanese), but but by looking the bird itself and some sources from the books, this bird catagorized as egret. The best time to visit is 5PM, when the birds flew back to the villages. They were everywhere! Flying across the street, up the rice fields, eating in the roadside, in the rice fields, in front of the houses, everywhere… and at the point, none of them!<br />
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At this point, was located a small post for a voluntary donation to aid the protection of the bird. The villagers now have been preparing a jungle for all the herons, so they can move and stay there. The reason why they live at the village, is because they didn’t have a place to stay anymore. So it was a good decision.<br />
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‘Kecak Dance’ was my last itinerary that day, but it was rain, downpour! Still, this rain didn’t got me down, I walked to the open stage Balinese Temple, but the performance was moved inside the temple. About 70 tourists sit around the show area, and I’m the only Indonesian. The dance was about the story of Ramayana. Rama, a warrior and rightful hier to the throne of Ayodya, is exiled with his wife Sita to a faraway desert. There, an evil king spies Sita, falls in love with her, and sends a golden deer to lure Rama away. Sita is captured, and Rama rounds up his armies to defeat those of the evil king and rescue her. Rama is the man in green dancing in the center of the circle, the golden deer is in yellow in the back.<br />
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The music was come from male voices whose sit around and gave a hand dance to the story, they were about 50 men. It was like hearing a male choir, the light was just from one bonfire. At the end, they gave a ‘Trance Performance’. The old guy that talked to me before the show was the actress. And I didn’t know why, but I was sad to see him got trance. The ember was got into his body, he ate coconut, and walked at bonfire. The tears came out from my eyes. <br />
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On my bed that night, the words came out from my heart, and the written was uploaded to my personal blog. Yes, I brought my laptop and a modem to company me. It was wrong, companied by gadgets, not a person. Ah, what a world…<br />
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Wake up at 5AM was the hardest part that day, but for welcoming the day by trekking Campuhan Ridge was worth. It was still dark when I opened the door. I met the cleaning road person, she swept away the leaves in the street, stopped for talking to her, continued my walking. <br />
If you never go to Campuhan Ridge, this is the directions :<br />
1. Find ‘Ibah’ Villas & Resto, located on the right if you walk from Kuta Market, before Antonio Blanco Museum.<br />
2. Just walk down to the bridge, take the right way, beside the bridge to the trekking path.<br />
3. You’ll find the way, the ridge, and the savanna then…<br />
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I was alone. The green of the savanna was refreshing my eyes. I came too early, the sun hadn’t risen yet. The sky started to become light blue.. I chose a point to sit, and waiting for the sunrise, and then, voila! I took my breath for being the witness of God’s creation. When I pictured the view, I saw the hill across the ridge, full of villas, and there it was, the sun reflected on the windows! It was gorgeous! The eyes of God!<br />
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Ubud is never let me down, a place you can find peaceful and be healed …Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-14673075552179861152012-01-07T08:49:00.000-08:002012-01-07T08:49:39.335-08:00Info dari Tangkahan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioctFlBVU-381J94myHJmkpTldGcWC8zXqPEk5U5G1V0dj7YTMZZypyVGZaWYzBHXyTrWbD5AphEwemYeYS3gw3nqfjvO4_AAlDhk6c6qjG6Yf4ERbiWVBylCCH2QIoyGY5fwgbFMBfAAE/s1600/pembangunan+semesta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="75" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioctFlBVU-381J94myHJmkpTldGcWC8zXqPEk5U5G1V0dj7YTMZZypyVGZaWYzBHXyTrWbD5AphEwemYeYS3gw3nqfjvO4_AAlDhk6c6qjG6Yf4ERbiWVBylCCH2QIoyGY5fwgbFMBfAAE/s400/pembangunan+semesta.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Pembangunan Semesta<br />
Bis yang melayani rute Medan - Tangkahan, berangkat jam 08.00 dan 13.00 dari Terminal Pinang Baris, 20rb rupiah, perjalanan memakan waktu kurang lebih 4,5jam. Di perjalanan kita akan ketawa2 karena supir dan kondektur bis ini sibuk membelikan titipan orang-orang di Tangkahan, termasuk beras, gas, bahkan menerima titipan motor, sofa, kasur, dll. Sebenernya jaraknya tidak terlalu jauh kalau diukur dengan kilometer yaitu 93km, tapi karena kecepatan bis yang lambat, jalan yang rusak, dan sabar menunggui penumpang, jadilah perjalanan menjadi sangat panjang. Yang paling menyeramkan, bis ini melewati jembatan-jembatan yang sebenernya tidak layak untuk bis besar.Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-91919144685417537392012-01-04T07:23:00.000-08:002012-01-08T00:06:17.716-08:00Budget for Vietnam<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKh-J0hewvGx1iJrmJyABO6nNnE3CE_7laoTnX-D2aZEVYKu-ariTIH8vtpdJwSx4yqt7JkHvSWNcaRVZKMSftBBz6PDoE1hqLPVNsiaLWWENE32JzEqHAad6p-Mqvit3R_hgZwUDpf9g/s1600/374901_10150455116612647_590972646_8641754_1685312626_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKh-J0hewvGx1iJrmJyABO6nNnE3CE_7laoTnX-D2aZEVYKu-ariTIH8vtpdJwSx4yqt7JkHvSWNcaRVZKMSftBBz6PDoE1hqLPVNsiaLWWENE32JzEqHAad6p-Mqvit3R_hgZwUDpf9g/s400/374901_10150455116612647_590972646_8641754_1685312626_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<b>The bugdet was for three persons from Dec 8-11, 2011</b><br />
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<b>December 8, 2011</b><br />
Taxi + Bus + airport tax :205.000 IDR<br />
Taxi (sharing of 6) : 116.500 VND<br />
Dinner @VN Halal Saigon : 308.000 VND<br />
Mineral water : 30.000 VND<br />
Sleeper Bus to Mui Ne :600.000 VND<br />
Ngoc Linh Hotel (triple room) : 24 USD<br />
Cu Chi Tunnel & Ca Dao Temple Tour One Day : 21 USD<br />
Juice : 30.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 1.084.500 VND + 45 USD</b><br />
<i><b>Personal expense : postcard 40.000 VND + 205.000 IDR</b></i><br />
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December 9, 2011</b><br />
Admission Fee for Cu Chi Tunnel : 240.000 VND<br />
Tips for guide : 20.000 VND<br />
Lunch : 195.000 VND<br />
Dinner @Taj Mahal Restaurant Saigon : 135.000 VND<br />
Seater Bus (Mui Ne - Nha Trang) + Sleeper Bus (Nha Trang - Hoi An) : 990.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 1.580.000 VND</b><br />
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<b>December 10, 2011</b><br />
Hot drinks in the morning : 45.000 VND<br />
Jeep for tour : 25 USD<br />
Tips for driver : 40.000 VND<br />
Baguette + omelet : 60.000 VND<br />
Dinner @Mughal House Nha Trang : 220.000 VND<br />
Mineral water : 10.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 430.000 VND + 25 USD</b><br />
<i><b>Personal expenses : 15.000 VND + 17,67 USD</b></i><br />
Internet access : 10.000 VND<br />
Shoes deposit : 5.000 VND<br />
Sleeper Bus (Hoi An - Hue - Hanoi) : 17,67 USD<br />
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<b>December 11, 2011</b><br />
Breakfast 'mi guang' : 60.000 VND<br />
Rambutan fruits : 20.000 VND<br />
Admission Fee for Ancient Town of Hoi An : 270.000 VND <br />
Lunch, Hot Pot Seafood : 126.000 VND<br />
Fried bananas : 30.000 VND<br />
Hop Yen Hotel (triple room) : 378.000 VND<br />
Orange fruits : 20.000 VND<br />
Snacks : 11.000 VND<br />
Dinner : 140.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 1.055.000 VND</b><br />
<i><b>Personal Expenses : 180.000 VND + 2 USD</b></i><br />
Raincoat : 30.000 VND<br />
Traditional cap : 40.000 VND<br />
Pants (2) : 110.000 VND<br />
Lanterns : 2 USD<br />
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== Total for three : 4.149.500 VND + 70 USD, per person : 1.383.200 VND + 23,5 USD<br />
Personal expenses : 125.000 VND + 19,67 USD + 205.000 IDR<br />
<i><b>Total 'til Dec 11, 2011 : 1.618.200 VND + 43,17 USD + 205.000 IDR</b></i><br />
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<b>December 12, 2011</b><br />
Breakfast : 20.000 VND<br />
Xe Om around Hue : 150.000 VND<br />
Admission (Khai Dinh Tomb, Tu Duc Tomb, Citadel) : 165.000 VND<br />
Local cap : 25.000 VND<br />
Fund raised : 10.000 VND<br />
Dinner @French Cafe : 37.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 207.000 VND</b><br />
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<b>December 13, 2011</b><br />
Hanoi Backpackers Hostel 2 nights at Female Dorms : 260.000 VND<br />
Lunch Pho @Nisa Restaurant : 45.000 VND<br />
Bus (3x) : 9.000 VND<br />
Admission for Ngoc Son Temple : 10.000 VND<br />
Admission for Temple of Literature : 10.000 VND<br />
Temple of Literature's leaflet : 5.000 VND<br />
Coca Cola : 20.000 VND<br />
KFC, seafood snackers : 27.000 VND<br />
Stamps : 26.000 VND<br />
DVD : 70.000 VND<br />
Water Puppet Show : 60.000 VND<br />
Souvenirs : 90.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 632.000 VND</b><br />
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<b>December 14, 2011</b><br />
Cake : 10.000 VND<br />
One Day Ha Long Bay Tour : 19 USD<br />
eggs : 1 USD<br />
Dinner Pho & Hot Lemon Tea @Nisa Restaurant : 45.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 55.000 + 20 USD</b><br />
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<b>December 15, 2011</b><br />
Shuttle bus from Hanoi to Airport : 40.000 VND<br />
Bus from Saigon's airport to Benh Tanh Market, return : 16.000 VND<br />
Sugar cane : 10.000 VND<br />
7Up : 8.000 VND<br />
Xe Om : 10.000 VND<br />
Internet access : 22.000 VND<br />
Souvenirs : 49.000 VND<br />
Coffee : 30.000 VND<br />
Dinner @Lotteria : 50.000 VND<br />
<b>Total : 235.000 VND</b><br />
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<i>Taxi to go home : 135.000 IDR</i><br />
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<b>Total : 2.747.200 VND + 63,17 USD + 340.000 IDR = 2.111.042 IDR</b><br />
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<b><i>Tickets :<br />
Jakarta - Ho Chi Minh by AirAsia, return (+15kg baggage for HCMC-Jkt) : 663.000 IDR<br />
Hanoi - Ho Chi Minh by JetStar : 1.434.000 VND = 624.000 IDR</i></b><br />
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<i>Rate :<br />
1 USD = 9.100 IDR<br />
1 USD = 20.900 VND</i>Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-86391629588604961522012-01-04T05:08:00.000-08:002012-01-04T05:08:40.542-08:00Info dari HanoiJika anda mendarat di Hanoi, anda bisa menggunakan shuttle bus yang tersedia tepat di depan terminal kedatangan, tarifnya hanya 35.000 VND atau sekitar 20.000 IDR. Shuttle bus milik Vietnam Airlines atau JetStar ini bisa digunakan untuk umum, daripada naik bus tapi nunggu penuh yang pastinya lebih lama nunggu bus penuh daripada 'elf' ini penuh.<br />
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Jika anda dari Hanoi mau menuju bandara, shuttle bus Vietnam Airlines bisa ditemui didepan Kantor Vietnam Airlines yang letaknya di St. Joseph Cathedral bagian Jl. Trang Thi, tidak jauh dari Hoan Kiem Lake, bisa jalan kaki dari Old Quarter atau kalau barang anda terlalu banyak sebaiknya menggunakan taksi atau xe om atau cyclo.<br />
Bis ke bandara juga bisa ditemui disini, tapi nunggu penuh baru jalan.<br />
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Melihat mereka menggendong anak-anaknya, tanpa sadar aku mengelus-elus perutku dan berdoa 'Semoga giliranku berikutnya Ya Allah...'<br />
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*curhatanUmihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-58971877376367745102011-12-19T23:36:00.000-08:002011-12-19T23:36:24.012-08:00Mimi's KitchenI have a dream, a place, a country.. <br />
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Setelah 4 hari sendirian di negeri orang, ini kesimpulanku soal ngetrip sendirian...<br />
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Enaknya :<br />
1. apapun suka2 kita, mpe gw jadi setrikaan di Saigon gara2 di otak mikirnya loncat2..<br />
2. kalo gak lapar, ya gak usah makan, gak ada yang ngeributin untuk minta makan...<br />
3. lebih mudah berteman dengan solo traveler yang lain.<br />
4. gak mikirin kebutuhan orang lain, :p<br />
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Gak enaknya :<br />
1. Gak bisa ngalamun sendirian dimana2, ini yang paling gak enak buat gw, karena gw suka banget ngalamun di suatu tempat yang dan menyenangkan.. lagi ngalamun di Citadel, didatengin dua cewek yang ngaku mahasiswa kedokteran dan minta sumbangan.. lagi ngalamun di Hoam Kiem Lake Hanoi, didatangin penjual marijuana... lagi ngalamun di Museum of Literature, didatengin cewek2 lokal yang minta foto bareng (gw berasa artis, wkwkwkw)<br />
2. Kalo mau hemat harus ngambil dormitory, gak enaknya gak bisa berisik pagi-pagi (gw mengendap2 keluar kamar tiap pagi), gak bisa naruh barang sembarangan...<br />
3. Gak ada yang bisa dititipin barang kalo mau ke kamar mandi pas di bandara (kek penting banget ya, hahaha)<br />
4. Gak ada yang bisa diutangin<br />
5. Gak ada yang bisa diajak sharing bagasi, :p<br />
6. Gak bisa ngrumpiin orang lokal pake bahasa indonesia!<br />
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Ah, ternyata banyak gak enaknya ya.... hahahaha....<br />
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.. dan kesimpulan gw, berdua aja ah kalo ngetrip, keknya itu yang ideal, apalagi kalo berdua ama suami, ideal banget dah!Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-66027334669921261342011-12-19T22:54:00.000-08:002011-12-19T22:54:57.608-08:00a friendshipHidup sendirian di kota Jakarta ini, membuat teman menjadi salah satu hal yang penting untuk tetep menjadi waras dan tidak kesepian.<br />
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Banyak sekali tipe teman di Jakarta ini, tinggal milih aja, pengen menjadi anak gaul atau pengen cari temen tipe yang lain, semua ada, tinggal masuk ke lingkungan dan komunitas yang sesuai.<br />
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Kadang kita akan menemukan teman sejati, yang bisa berbagi suka dan duka, yang bisa dua arah dalam berteman dan bisa membuat hari lebih berwarna.<br />
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Tentu saja, menemukan teman yang bisa 'take and give' sangat susah... sangat susah...<br />
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Akhirnya, berteman sajalah.. kalo memang bisa saling memanfaatkan itu lebih baik, daripada cuma dimanfaatkan... :p<br />
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Enjoy your day with your friends!Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-81796490335772321812011-12-16T06:06:00.000-08:002012-01-04T08:06:38.306-08:00Mau murah? Jangan berharap banyak!Trip Halong Bay 1 Hari yang kupilih bareng Neomi adalah trip yang paling murah, harganya cuma 19$US, ditulis 'no seafood'...<br />
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Harga yang standard adalah 28$US dengan menu seafood.<br />
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Waktu makan siang, yang datang adalah ini, untuk ENAM ORANG KELAPARAN :<br />
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The bus was stopped in the street that we all 'the backpackers group' didn't have any idea, the name of the street didn't exist on Old Quarter Map.. One of us finnaly found the right map, and the we just walked together to the old quarter.<br />
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Neomi and Me were still together until Neomi chose one of the hotel at Hang Bac Street.<br />
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I continued my walk to Hanoi Backpackers Hostel.<br />
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After one longday, I wanted to eat at KFC before I watched the Water Puppet Show, and there she was.. also in KFC.<br />
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We talked about our walking around that day, and then we figured that we looked for the samething, the cheapest tour to Halong Bay for oneday.<br />
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I already went to SinhTourist Office (the real one), we compared the price, then we decided to go together, Neomi signed the trip for me through her hotel.<br />
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And here we are... we're happy to spend all day together, and laughing together..<br />
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There were four of old ladies and one younger woman that companied them. The young woman, Yunita, was very happy to see me, she then asked a lot about my journey.. and I was rather felt gulty to Neomi, the frances girl that be my travel mate.Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-10661304773704366902011-12-16T04:57:00.000-08:002012-01-04T08:26:14.464-08:00Sorry that I've hurt you..The tittle was the opening sentences of a man that sit beside me on the airport, one moment of my solo traveling.<br />
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I was curious, so I looked at them, a man and a woman, maybe a couple...<br />
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Then the man continued :<br />
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I didn't mean to say that... (the woman was still quite)<br />
.. that we're just playing around and have fun together, sorry...<br />
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.. and then, the silent moment came.. and I knew I had to go...Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-44621692767552286642011-11-28T09:43:00.001-08:002011-11-28T09:43:38.837-08:00Postcard from Pallawa, Toraja, Sulawesi Selatan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-16AVowVdq0Kr2DCveEZq3rSZe5kYRDIaWmOrAK6Bj86iKZlZ5u5rQPYZvENQlB75hKUxfSYNPY2RsjLgbuAQLDpbE-GqPaXKitk1wB0xprv_Kjd_dpNTWagKPrCiUCSVNumrVT0W9I0/s1600/big+palawa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-16AVowVdq0Kr2DCveEZq3rSZe5kYRDIaWmOrAK6Bj86iKZlZ5u5rQPYZvENQlB75hKUxfSYNPY2RsjLgbuAQLDpbE-GqPaXKitk1wB0xprv_Kjd_dpNTWagKPrCiUCSVNumrVT0W9I0/s400/big+palawa.JPG" /></a></div>Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-7698098582514966612011-11-28T09:41:00.000-08:002011-11-28T09:41:52.275-08:00Postcard from Samosir, Sumatera Utara<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqWmpi-Tnncdq7Pk7CEAWEMwumHhiLWpGvjMO3N2GOyrIUR_ZSvVXeKrhfoj9snEPzZLB0fpCC09WeN0BsaX6-QvfzINq8hAJMuXYcKf-Qdx30X85IFmnICWfd9yQTgTgkQXIleU2CeOIG/s1600/bolon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="317" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqWmpi-Tnncdq7Pk7CEAWEMwumHhiLWpGvjMO3N2GOyrIUR_ZSvVXeKrhfoj9snEPzZLB0fpCC09WeN0BsaX6-QvfzINq8hAJMuXYcKf-Qdx30X85IFmnICWfd9yQTgTgkQXIleU2CeOIG/s400/bolon.jpg" /></a></div>Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-40581845824426396862011-11-28T09:40:00.000-08:002011-11-28T09:40:12.465-08:00Postcard from Bira, Sulawesi Selatan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVgR-oWQ1nF_lKgFCCqBFp4CcKScxm1sOT4YhVoff0Wh9cEthGSBj7v80mBYLqg794-LqT1OY_cw3glIp6h0IRFOITB62iP-NnXAvx3W7Z1ipPWcx63zfUpCSubFyvl3zAeKQPwTnZCoAi/s1600/sunset+di+bira.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVgR-oWQ1nF_lKgFCCqBFp4CcKScxm1sOT4YhVoff0Wh9cEthGSBj7v80mBYLqg794-LqT1OY_cw3glIp6h0IRFOITB62iP-NnXAvx3W7Z1ipPWcx63zfUpCSubFyvl3zAeKQPwTnZCoAi/s400/sunset+di+bira.JPG" /></a></div>Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-41182433432265851932011-11-25T08:32:00.000-08:002011-11-25T08:32:14.798-08:00The Sweetest DayToday is my birthday... Like usual day in my life..<br />
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The special is now I live back at my parents'home, so I was woken up by Lala and Sulthan, my lovely kids!<br />
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And now, it's already midnite, and tomorrow is another special day, for someone that I'd ever loved...<br />
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I will be happy to see your smile tomorrow..<br />
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Goodbye Arca, and be tough Birthday Girl!!Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6401483603055916522.post-79583191647363527342011-11-23T19:48:00.000-08:002011-11-23T19:48:45.645-08:00Kado Unik untuk SahabatSahabat menikah? Kayaknya gak mungkin ngasih duit gitu aja, gak bakalan berkesan, jadi pasti muter otak untuk nyari hadiah istimewa. Kalau sahabat pas sekolah atau kuliah, pilihan kadonya lebih banyak, tapi akhir-akhir lebih sering jalan ama sahabat-sahabat yang sering <i>traveling</i> bareng, ini yang bikin pusing.<br />
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Setelah <i>browsing</i>, ngobrol, akhirnya kita menemukan daftar kado-kado istimewa untuk sahabat <i>traveling</i> :<br />
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<b>1. Tenda</b><br />
Sudah dua teman yang dikasih tenda, dan gak tahu kenapa, sampai sekarang mereka belum pernah pakai tenda yang kita kasih, padahal satunya sampai sudah punya anak umur hampir satu tahun, dan satunya sekarang istrinya sudah hamil. Waktu kita ngasih, pintu tenda sudah kita coret-coret dengan tandatangan dan nama dari semuanya.<br />
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<b>2. <i>Hammock</i></b><br />
Kado ini sangat berguna, kata temen saya, dia pakai untuk nidurin anaknya.<br />
Foto : https://www.facebook.com/bonjowvy.jo<br />
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<b>3. Koper</b><br />
Nah, akhirnya kita nemu ide terbaru, ngasih koper <i>hardcase</i> dan waktu ngasih kopernya kita coret dalamnya pakai nama-nama kita, dan diluarnya kita tulis ucapannya (tulisannya diatas plastik pembungkus yang nempel ke koper, jadi kalo plastiknya dihilangin, otomatis tulisannya hilang dan kopernya bersih kembali).<br />
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Jadi, apakah anda terinspirasi?Umihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18273775941813334414noreply@blogger.com0