Jogja, I Noted Stories

 

Aahhk! JOGJA!!! *shouting from the rooftops* :P

Traveling out of town alone (previously) is on my dream list. Yes, dream. My parents too protective to her only daughter. Forbid me to go to some place that far from Semarang (for now, only Ungaran allowed). Moreover, Jogja. Simply, I didn't have any family member there. They affraid i couldn't take myself care. They just too much prejudice. I'm seventeen to eighteen mom, dad, so pleaseeee..

I can't stop begging till God made fancy conspiracy to me.Thank God.

My mom told me i shuld try to entrance a new university. True, i shuld move from my faculty soon cause some reasons me, dad, and mom have talked about. So glad to comply my mom wish. Beside i could be a Jogja's backpacker, me also do a test. Okay i say, two weeks ago i went Yogyakarta to do MMTC entrance test. MMTC is one of official univ about multimedia (more, click MMTC). Kind of test is only computer based test and interview. Hmm, only that? I shuld try!

The day came. I'm done wif that i-don't-care test. I just too blithe with traveling Jogja! Althru i got a problem before do the test: i couldn't pay administration cause the designated bank was offline. I only have limited minute to pay, i called that univ, they said i could pay to another bank. Oh God, why they didn't said at first. Argh! I get a move on to another bank, and bla bla bla. "Jogja or Yogyakarta?" teller asked. "Yogyakarta, miss". "Please corret that". Evidently Jogja and Yogyakarta is different. For formal, you need to say Yogyakarta because Jogja is short called of Yogyakarta. *noted*

I'm relieved.

I don't have any duty then. 

TIME TO TRAVELING!!

 

Well, I stay in Jogja not in hotel or that such lodging. For 4 days 3 night i'm with Alfia Ramadhani and Diajeng Muktiningrum on their kos. Haha! Beside i don't know jogja-confusing-road, i just want to be closer with them. We made pijamas party last two night. Sleeping togheter in small bed and share the laugh to sleepy. Uh, i miss that moment :">

Day 1.
I arrived. Diajeng pick me up and cuss to UGM. Me spechless at that time, UGM is sooooo spacious and directly be the largest university i ever seen. I cant imagine how much time we need to walked around. And all my friends above are collegian of Gadjah Mada University, by the way -cool.

 Allah, UGM have a good place to pray to You.

Tired of touring ugm (not at all, actually), we took a break. I really want to explore Jogja in nite. To be honest, my parents always forbid me to go out at night. But, huh? I was on Alun-alun Kidul.

Riding ornamental-sparkling-pedicab and circling three times. Ah ya, he is Taufik Hidayat. No, he hasn't a badminton player, he is our friend.:)) Thanks Yayat for share lots of laugh xD

Play with cotton candy! our favorite candy when we were child.

 

I do won't miss ngopi at Angkringan Kopi Joss. You guys shuld know, the coffee mixed with charcoal.
How does it's taste? Mmm, not bitter.
(I want more i want more...)

Day2.

Day of test.-didn't-need-to-talk-enough?
My only jeans was wet cause rain when rounding UGM the day before. Impossible to dried off one night by seeing unstable weather. But still want arrounding Jogja :( All problem have their own solution. Diajeng kindly borrowed me her pants and accompany me to bought some batik pants in Malioboro. Yeay, my mood easily come back :D. Jogja without Malioboro??

Day3.

Ambarukmo Plaza, I came!
We used Trans Jogja to reach Amplaz. The bus have a complicated route. We have to change the bus three times only for UGM-Amplaz. Good way to introduced Jogja to people. Yes, Jogja is beautiful city, viscous with traditional ethnic and have many visitors of local tourists and international tourists which increase every year.

They are my best partner on Jogja. Alfia which use veil and Diajeng who (actually) doesn't like captured.

Day4.

My last day. Wake up in early morning and went to SunMor (Sunday Morning, such open market). Oh gosh! I cant handle my money, all my rest money slide offhanded over there. I can bargaining and got a good stuff in cheaper price. Which woman does not like a bargain price?
 

Even i leave my lecture, it was perfectly replaced with some happiness. Happiness is precious, happiness is not on sale.  So proud I have you all. A million thanks i sent with many hope to come back ;))

"Your close friend may not be the good one,

 but another friend out there done that."

-Menur Indreswari, 2013

See you in next tour, blog.. mwach xx

Retorika Senja

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