Stay Alive!
What is comfort zone? Yes that’s it!
Get OUT! Free your spirit…. Free your mind…! Feel the life….!!! Dance with me!
😃😎
May 19, 2013
Rie Susbandayani
“I Don’t Understand…!”
” I don’t understand why they can’t just use the track for the bike. Are they crazy or what? They want to get themselves crashed by the car?” An expression from some tourists next to me when they found some people riding bikes on the way against our sort-of-train cart.
“What??! They actually eat grubs?!! I don’t understand…it’s disgusting!” An expression I heard from some tourists in Vietnam.
I Don’t Understand…. I dOn’t unDerstaNd…
But in other words it sounds more: Are you stupid or what? Why you guys do that?
Not understand what you see on the spot when you interact with a new culture might be the first respond you give… but there’s a saying:
Don’t judge people unless you through their story.
Live with them then you might…-I said you might- know why.. BUt maybe still not understand WHY.
The thing is each has their own background that connect to the way everyone be themselves. Some parts of the circumstances are there because they have no choices -family, races, etc.
FOR Me… I Don’t Understand…Why people hate each other just because they are different in seeing life.
But then…true.. I don’t know their story….
Jakarta in The Lens
Sightseeing the same place but with different companions will always show you different angles, as this time…captured in my lens.
Museum Bank Mandiri:
The typewriter timeline.
Batavia Café
An old house that is changed function into a cafe. Very cozy but also pricey.
Pelabuhan Sunda Kelapa
Indeed…This is part of Jakarta
Life is so joyful….
Kampung Nelayan Sunda Kelapa
They live on the water houses.
As the sun setting, their energy went down as well 
Monas at Night
The companions who had made this happened.
Left-right: Anwar, Julie, Agnes, and Adrien.
Direction Of My Traveling
So, Where???!
Skyscanner, tripadvisor, agoda should come along as well as individual airlines -specially cheap ones-
This was my chit chat round the bush conversation with friends now and then. Hey! We are teachers, we need to get out of routine and similar faces to stay in our sanity… Well, but of course you have to tell me first what is considered so called ‘normal’. And actually being with ‘insane’ if not ‘crazy’ people around WILL bring back your sanity! HAhahaaha… So That is IT!
There! I said my direction for my travel. It is not about where to go as the consideration upmost. OK…that tooo.. But being with who and what you wanna do -For ME play an important part.
As you travel…It’s not merely your physical that should feel the joy but also your mind. I am not only talking about the comfort zone but also challenge. What do you fear of? Go for it!!! But know your limit… You don’t want to end up drop dead, eh??!
I was saying…Take the challenge of what you hesitate to do and feel the content and satisfaction of doing something NEW! So there’s no regret of not doing it…rather knowing that that was a bad idea and won’t do that shit again if it was so! 
What??! Do I sound like I’m about to die tomorrow?! Exactly! Think that way, so you got the courage!
Rintihan tulang yang menjelang rontok..who wants to do lots of things! Hahahaha!!
On the way you will gain bonus by having lots of friends and if you are lucky….some best friends!! 
Coincidence… Is that For Real?
You reckon?
This coincidence thingy is back to my issue again as too many coincidence that I think it just meant to be there. Do you think there is such a coincidence in life? or….It might be just us who like surprises and want to name it as ‘coincidence’..
I seee… It is just because there’s a name for it! Actually… it is a moment, a situation or whatever you may call it when you don’t plan it but matches with your situation at the moment. Make sense? Nah? -I don’t care
BUT…I do like coincidences. It’s a little tiny miracle that spark your days….sprinkles here and there in your life. Coincidence…. happens when you less expect it!
I just had my lovely coincidence…! In my boredom day today…ready to blow my head away! Suddenly my long-time-no-see friend popped up in my chatting box… Quite relaxing conversation has again sparked my day! (Thaaaanks John..!)
Keep smiliiiing -hmm I wish
Ciao!!!!
————UPDATED————
I had visited Prambanan temple -as you can read in my previous post- not long time ago. Somehow, my 3rd graders chose to make a production about Prambanan temple. And why I’m writing this…coz just now I watched a tv program that shows about prambanan.
Have you ever aware of this. When you are about to decide something that you’re not sure to make up your mind, everything around you some kind of ‘telling’ you the ‘answers’!
Tracking The History and Culture
As an Indonesian, how many times have you been to Jogjakarta? 1, 2, 3, 4…the count still going on I presume? And how much do you know about the story behind its legacy?
Having a friend who came to know about the culture where I am from and the fact that I have limited knowledge about it, was quite ashamed. 
Especially as a Javanese -yes, I am- people might grant me that I would know at least a lot -if not most of- about Javanese culture or in this case Borobudur Temple, one of the world wonders!
However, in other hand, I felt lucky that my visit this time had given me a lot of new experiences, as if it was my first time visiting Jogjakarta. It was a blind who led the blind trip. Hahahaha After all….Had the trip all succeed, meaning we made what we came for, was very content!
And…Positive mind is contagious! I had a great trip-mate who made things pretty easy when it didn’t turn up as it planned, except of looking for places to eat (poke Angel!). Haahahaha..
bu bu bu but the book said….–> was the gimmick he made about his guidance book from his health minister department every time we about to eat or drink. He has sort of a guidance book telling the DOs and DON’Ts when visiting Indonesia.
…Back to the trip…
Prambanan Temple
About our victory to conquer the days: We made ourselves to go to Prambanan Temple using public transport. (I know…I know… What’s the big deal?!!) Well.. It was my first time using Trans City (Trans Jogja) I never had it in Jakarta.
In the stuffy Trans City
YAY!! We made it to Prambanan Temple!
There are 2 prices of the entry costs: IDR 30.000 for local and IDR 171.000 for foreigner. Yaa quite gap! We had 2 students of tourism in training or something who guide us to the temples. I didn’t quite understand what the philosophy or the story of each temple…I left it to my friend, Angel to listen to them
Moi? I tried to take pictures..hehehe.
Good ones?!! Not exactly!! Hhahahaha.. Am so far away of being a photographer! (Damn!)
One of Prambanan Temples
The Goddess, Devi Durga
Restoration of Sewu Temple. Not far from Prambanan area.
Borobudur Temple
The next day, we were lucky that we could borrow my cousin’s car to go to Borobudur Temple. It takes about 1,5 hour….NORMALLY… from where we stayed. And again…for being a risk-taker we went on our own finding the way to get there. As my mobile signal couldn’t be relied on to go for GPS, we had the traditional way finding the way to Borobudur, Asking the locals
There’s a saying in Indonesian: “Malu bertanya, sesat di jalan” means ‘Shy or hesitate to ask, you’ll be lost’
With only the words: ‘permisi’ (excuse me) and ‘terima kasih’ (thank you), Angel had made himself as a good navigator asking the directions. Hahahaha… weeelll…with a lil help from me.
The luck was still in our side… We got a very…I mean VERY GOOD guide who told us about Borobudur inside out, literally, philosophically, and historically in somehow 3 languages: Indonesian, Spanish and English, here and there. Stunnning!!
Ow ow ow! bu bu bu butttt… the entry fees not gave us any luck as predicted…it goes in 2 prices: IDR 30.000 for locals and IDR 190.000 for foreigners. Hahahahaa… Got free mineral water (or coffe/tea), air con-ed room, and sarong to skirted on us.
Relief in Borobudur
The Relief tells story
Borobudur
Weekly Photo Challenge: Color
Monumen Nasional
I shot The Monument at a perfect moment, nearly missed the light. I just arrived at the train station -Gambir- at about 6 ish pm from Jogjakarta.
The color of ancient legacy
culture – way of living
Color of passion…
The Color of LOVE
Colors come in many ways…define various meaning…bring up nothing but feelings.
