Bandung, again.

Last weekend I got to stay in Bandung with A. We planned the trip about two weeks prior. This was my first time going back there in about four years, so I was pretty excited about it.

We went with A’s car. I stayed overnight at her place the day before. We headed out about 11.30 AM and arrived in the hotel around 04.00 PM. It was Friday morning before the prayer, so the traffic wasn’t that bad. It could have been worse, you know.

We stayed at this trendy new hotel called Blackbird Hotel Bandung all the way up in Sersan Bajuri for the first night. The second night we stayed in Kalya Hotel (previously Tune Hotel) in Sumur Bandung, near Simpang Dago.

I really liked our hotel room in Blackbird. It was a simple room with an industrial vibes, forms follow functions type of things. The room was quite beautiful, especially when the sunlight striked in.


We went out for dinner about an hour after we checked in. A suggested for us to go to Bebek Betutu Aji Anom in Dipati Ukur. We used to go there back when we were in bachelor’s. I also texted H to meet us there, since H worked in town. A and I were about halfway into finishing our food when H arrived. We all sat down talking and catching up. It was raining. The place was small and modest but I liked it nonetheless. We each had this meal package consisted of one bebek betutu, one rice, vegetables soup, sambal matah, and a glass of warm tea. It costed us IDR 32K per person.


Afterwards A and I went to PVJ to see a movie. We watched Red Sparrow and didn’t like it one bit. There were too many graphic unnecessary details. We came back to the hotel all traumatized.

The next day we had breakfast in the morning at this hotel lounge called Sea Como Sea. It was a beautiful lounge. Very tropical, very laidback. I liked all the wooden details and the monstera. I could stay there all day.


Unfortunately, we needed to go down to Dago ASAP before we were trapped in the traffic. So we checked out of this cool little hotel and went down all the way to Simpang Dago.

A insisted for her morning caffeine fix. So we hit Wiki Koffie in Braga. It was raining so when we reached the coffee shop there were only two customers. This place is one of those places that makes you feel this indescribeable longing once you’re inside. I loved the peranakan style decor. Combined with the oldies music playing softly in the background and the sound of rain from outside, instant happiness. We bought Vietnamese coffee and Turkish coffee for IDR 15K each. We also bought chicken wings (6 pieces) for IDR 20K.


Afterwards we went to Institut Teknologi Bandung, for old time’s sake. We wandered around ITB from Gerbang Depan to Gerbang Belakang. We also went to the old FSRD building and the new CADL building, just to look around. All the memories came rushing back. How fast time had gone. How funny and unexpected life turned out to be.

In the evening, I had dinner with H in Skyline Best View Resto (it is literally the name of the restaurant. I didn’t make it up). And what a view it had! We went there around 8 PM on a Saturday night. Lucky us, we got a table right away. The view was mesmerizing! The night lights of Bandung right before our eyes. The food was so-so. But I’ll definitely come here for the view. The photo doesn’t do it justice.


Afterwards we went back to the hotel. We met up with A and O in front of Circle K next to the hotel and talked for a bit. The next day A and I checked out of the hotel at 8 AM and arrived in Jakarta around 11.30 AM! It was wonderful.


This trip was.. something else. During my stay in Bandung, I had lots of flashbacks of the more innocent, younger days. A and I talked about a lot of stuff in this trip. We also sang and danced to our road trip playlist in the car. Every thing was so much fun.

It’s just.. I’m still wondering. Where did all the innocence go? Since when did we change so much? Is it all for the better? Should I be able to recognize myself ten years down the line?

I can’t wait to get back to Bandung again.

D

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Not necessarily in the wee hours, but

I’ve been listening to the same song over and over. Now I can sing the lyrics carelessly as if I’ve been listening to this song my whole life. I miss going to independent music gigs back home.

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Milan, Italy (in hindsight?)

It’s been over two months since I moved to Milan, Italy and still no pictures of this town. Strange, huh? Yeah, I’ve been busy with school and stuff. But here you go, all the pictures I took while I wandered around the city so far. There are Duomo di Milano, Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, San Siro/Giuseppe Meazza Stadium, Navigli, and an afternoon sky from the windows of my apartment. I have some more pictures but sadly I don’t know where I placed them *sigh. The mix of 12th century buildings and behaviors of 21st century human beings is just around the corner. I especially like that I can get to Duomo di Milano in 15 minutes and the fact that a lot of people still use Duomo as a meeting point even after over 800 years since it was built. So far, I find this city quite attractive.

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Milano so far

Hello,

I haven’t written for a while. Well, what can I say. It might sound cliche, but the truth is Life gets in the way. Sometimes you just have to let Life gets in your way, you know. Okay, so, where to start?

I’ve been in Milan, Italy for almost two months. Currently I live in a flat about 10 minutes by bus from my campus. My landlord is a good guy and the people I live with are such nice persons. I started school about four weeks ago and my classes are getting busier day by day. I have found some great friends here and feel happy about it. Things have fallen into place, more or less.

Today I went to see a friend for breakfast at 9ish to talk about our group project for one of our classes. What was supposed to be an hour or two meeting turned out to be an all-day work. But in between, I headed out to a sushi place with some friends. It was an all you can eat sushi for a very reasonable price (even in Indonesian currency!). We ate a damn lot. We came back to the campus with full tummies in the late afternoon. Then we worked for a while in our group project and it was time for me to have an Italian lesson for two hours. I made friends with two kids from my class, which was nice. They were very nice and funny. It is always nice to make new friends, after all. I went home at 8ish then had a cute chat with some of my flatmates. I offered them the broccoli soup I made yesterday and they loved it! One of them even asked for the recipe. I also cleaned up my room and took a shower this evening. In conclusion, today is such a good day.

I have a lot of assignment to do though, seriously. I don’t even know how I can handle these *laughing in despair.

D

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Can’t sleep tonight. Strange. Indulging myself with some Jake Bugg and scrolling through my Tumblr dashboard. It’s less than two months before my leaving for Italy. I don’t know, man. I just read a tweet of a really good friend of mine who is abroad right now and it’s like.. I want to have my life in Milan all figured out and just settle the fuck down pronto! This whole waiting thing is annoying. I get all restless and shit and can’t even do something about it. I mean, ugggh just fast forward to three months from now or something!

I’m done reading Hemingway. His writing is so, so good! As I told a dear British friend of mine “His writing is simple and quiet, but strangely it gives dimension to the story”. My host dad from USA told me he had an intense Hemingway phase when he was in high school. I got the book from him, actually. Gosh, I can’t wait to read another Hemingway. I’m trying to get one here and bring it to Milan, maybe. English books are freaking expensive here, gosh dang.

Currently I’m reading Freakonomics by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner. I borrowed the book from a friend like a couple of months ago but haven’t gotten to read it until today. So the book is basically like looking through the backstage of life. It’s interesting. I gobbled like 70 pages just in a day! I think I can finish it off by tomorrow.

I’m almost through with Dr. Who season 2 now. Fuck it, Rose will be gone! I love her! I can’t even imagine the show without her! It’s like the whole Chris Eccleston is gone all over again. I just can’t! Dr. Who has shredded my heart into a million pieces at least once and another one is coming right up.

A lot of things keep buzzing back and forth in my mind right now and they are all mixed up with the sweet and rough voice of Jake Bugg. Gosh, I love him. I can hear my sister playing the violin rather vaguely from the next room. Maybe it’s time to go to bed after all.

D

Ted Mosby & Happier Things

Part 1: Ted Mosby

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A dear friend of mine said, “Listen to me. You are like Ted Mosby because every time you have to go through tough times, you are surrounded by wonderful friends”.

The thing about being together with someone is, it can be a very easy way for us to lose ourselves. Being defined by our relationship with a significant other might be nice for a bit, but then it gets to the point where it’s mostly just a dependency problem, you know. Because, you see, we compromise when we’re together with someone. Love is blind is not a joke. Sometimes we sacrifice things that are important to ourselves so that a relationship can work. But, before that happens, we need to know our values, interests, and ourselves first before we agree to commit to a certain somebody. We need to know what things can be compromised and what can not. That is important, ladies!

I feel like I’ve been talking too much lol. Just bear with me, this post isn’t over just yet.

Part 2: Happier Things

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Anyway, anyway, anyway, on a much lighter note, I GOT 8 OUT OF 9 ON MY IELTS TEST YOU GUYSSSS. HA! I didn’t even go to classes! How cool is that? I picked up the result yesterday at IDP Jakarta. I was expecting the worst, since I didn’t think I did very well on my listening and writing comprehension. But then I got 8. 8 out of 9 is pretty dang good, especially when you took a test for the first time and were pretty sure you got at least 10 answers wrong. The Universe has its way to show your worth when you least expected it, turns out.

This March is full of music, art, and movie gigs! I’ll go out with a friend next week for a weekend music gig downtown, and a week after that there’s another music gig also downtown. Also, there’ll be an art event in which some of my friends from university exhibit their artworks and in that art event there’ll be a movie festival, too. Sooooo many things to see! I’ll go to a music gig in Skye with a fashion presentation from Roberto Cavalli. How great is that?

D

just a quick note

this is for me about 10-20 years from now, whether you’re currently feeling down, beaten up, tired of this life, trapped, or whatever negative ones you’re under right now. i want you to remember this. i want you to remember the 22 years old you, sitting behind the desk of your dorm room, with the radio on and the sunbeam comes from the window panes, doing the final project of your undergrad years with the hope to quickly see the world after. i want you to grasp the feeling that i have currently. the feeling that nothing is impossible. the feeling that i have after looking at the bluest of sky and the whitest of clouds. the feeling that i have after opening some airlines’ websites. the feeling that my life is going to be so good and awesome. i want you to remember the feeling that i have right now.

because, whatever happens, we are still the same person. you are me, only a few years older. what has that got to do with anything? nothing, right? you can still have all these mesmerizing and up-lifting feelings. i think you’ve saved up some money already all right, which is so good because right now i have all the time and energy in the world but no cash LOL. so, please please please, for the love of God, do yourself a favor and travel (if you haven’t already!). go somewhere you haven’t been before whether just by yourself, with your spouse, or whoever! go see the world for me. for your 22 years old self who is dying and willing to trade anything for seeing the world through her eyes. remember the time you spent in the USA, remember the time you went to singapore by yourself to see laneway music festival, remember the time you went to bali. just remember all those time and feelings, okay?

this world is too big not to be walked on or seen.

D

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