A Late Post: New Things To Love in Jogja

Selasa, 13 Desember 2016
Lodaya Morning Train to Bandung, November 25, 2016.

As someone who raised in area where there is no operating train, I grow distinctive fond to trains and all things related to it. Everything feels so artsy for me, the cars, the tune they play in station when a train arrive, the railway, even the symbol of KAI itself looks so nice in pictures. I love the swings on board and the rides never cause motion sickness at all, even when I read the whole way. The first time I had a trains ride back in February from Jakarta to Bandung, the scenery is magnificent. This time, at this exact moment, I am on Lodaya train from Yogyakarta to Bandung. 

The trains are something, and the trip to Yogyakarta is something else. As one of the main tourism destination, Yogyakarta is really dedicated to serve the visitors and provide facilities and atmosphere to create an enjoyable moment. And it works so well for me. I enjoyed Yogyakarta. I love it! well, the becak drivers are so persistent and stubborn in offering the ride but I can tolerate it all. Two nights in Jogja, we explore the Malioboro street, Vredeburg Fort, and Kraton Ngayogyakarta all on foot. It’s pretty far and tiring, but fun. Malioboro street looks like the bigger version of the souvenir lane in Bukittinggi. But here, they also play Javanese instrumental music from the speakers in the ceiling of the shops. There is a very nice café there and a souvenir shop where I bought my new wallet. I also love the design of horse car. It’s different from bendi in Bukittinggi. I guess the design here is influenced by Dutch taste. 

My mom and I stayed at Handayani Homestay, in the far-end of the maze in Sosrowijayan Street, literally at the end of the pathway. This is basically a crowded housing area, equally crowded as Kebon Kacang II where I stayed in Jakarta. But Sosrowijayan is very clean and quiet. People are not allowed to turn on their motorcycle engine. You should push your motorcycle right after you enter the maze. Well, I call it maze because mom almost got lost there once or twice. The left and right side of the path, the doors are open welcoming the guest. Losmen, guesthouse, hotels, whatever it’s named, are specialized for budget traveler like us. There is a nice café and a secondhand book store, obviously visited more often by foreign tourists than the local ones. I bought two postcards there.

I worried that I have to eat at fast food restaurant because of the different culinary preference in Minang and Jawa. I thought I can’t eat Javanese food at all. But I was wrong. I just find out that I love Javanese food even though they always add sugar in literally everything. 

Other than the food, I also fall in love with Prambanan. I know I am easily awed by beautiful scenery, but seriously, Prambanan is really special. I visited Borobudur too but Prambanan will be my favorite. If the temple was human, she will be amazingly beautiful with no make-up on. The heights, the symmetric, everything is so perfect in the camera lens. Even with my lame skill in photography, the picture I take is good. Someone said that Prambanan will be extraordinary stunning when sunset and I know it’s true. It was raining when I visit it yesterday and it’s still very beautiful. 


So, that’s how the trip to Jogja eventually ended up. Lodaya morning train to Bandung just passed Kebumen station and there is at least 6 more hours before we reach Bandung. I realized that maybe, I’ll never visit Jogja again only with my mom. I am glad we had this trip. When I had a trip with my brother, it was so full with arguments and fights, so bitter sweet. I don’t argue with my mom, but still, after it tour ends, it still felt somehow bitter sweet. Sentiments makes everything so melancholic.

The train stop in the middle of rice field, I don’t know why. But this train, this whole journey, has it’s own pace and experiences, so I’ll stop wondering and take my pace, looking around, and enjoying the view.

Night Train to Jogja

Selasa, 22 November 2016
Majalaya, 22nd November 2016. 9:45 PM

After a long frustrating misunderstandings while lodging my student visa, which are mostly because of my own mistake, I finally arranged my medical checkup on Monday, yesterday. I had told my mom about leaving to Jakarta for this medcheck, and she mentioned about coming along with me for a vacation. So, here we are now! On Argo Lawu train to Jogjakarta!

We left from Bukittinggi on Sunday. I finished the medical checkup on Monday afternoon and took the scholarship contract to LPDP right after it. This morning I took my mom to Monas and National Museum and we ride the city tour double decker. We went back to our lodging after ashar, then after maghrib we rushed to Stasiun Gambir. Argo Lawu train would be leaving on 8.15 PM. We get the last row seats on the executive car. It is pretty impressive. The seats are clean and comfortable and they provide the passengers with pillow and blanket. This ride will take 8 hours and 30 minutes. Well, I can handle this. I’ve ride a hellish 20 hours bus ride to Bengkulu. This is a piece of cake. 

Lights flashed on the window on my right side. Streetlights, neon boxes, lights on people’s porch. The train shakes pretty harsh for me to type and the lights on the car is very bright. The scenery outside gradually change. I believe we had left Jakarta because I can only see people’s houses now, no more streetlights or neon boxes. 

Overall, the trip with my mom is fun, waaay better than the trip with my brother. If I spent a lot of time fighting with my brother, my mom and I use our time mostly to think. We talked, of course. But we also keep the silent grow and then we’re drown in our own thoughts. I have to say that for our preference to be silent, I take after my mom. I tried to guess what she was thinking about, and I believe I know what it was. but, I also know that my mom doesn’t like talking about sentimental stuff. So I keep silent too and, not surprisingly, we enjoy it.

I don’t know what’s waiting for us in Jogja. I haven’t book any hotel or plan the trip whatsoever. The constant shake of the train doesn’t make me any more willing to get a hotel. I am really sleepy but the lights are very bright. I just want to sleep right now.

18th november 2016

Kamis, 17 November 2016


So, I got into a minor accident yesterday. Nothing serious, just small scratches on my right elbow and right knee. Some guy with a motorcycle bumped be from behind. It was my fault, I suppose. I didn’t turn on my turn signal. I mean, I always try my best to ride safe. I always turned on my turn signal before. So, I guess yesterday’s accident was the combination of bad luck and carelessness, but thank God I am fine. 

Still, that was new for me. I was about to turn right and from my rear view mirror I only saw one motorcycle loaded with some carpets. I thought it was okay for me to just take the middle lane before I turned right. That’s the moment I lost my balance. For two second I lost my vision, then I fell to my right side. The first thing that comes to my mind when I open my eyes while still lying in the middle of the street was “Alhamdulillah, I wear my helmet.” I could feel my head hit the road twice, and the soft inner part of my helmet significantly absorb the impact. My knee and elbow felt like they were burning after being rub against the coarse asphalt. I stood up, dizzy and confused. I saw the motorcycle which just hit me parked on the roadside. I didn’t see the man who rode it. It turned out that he was the man who just helped me to stand up. 

His face was apologetic. He suggested me to just wait a moment to recover from shock. I knew I was shocked. So I waited. Just for several second and I decided I was fine and that was my fault for not turning on my light signal. He apologized once again, make sure I was fine, then excused himself to go. 

That was my first traffic accident. 

This morning when I went out with my motorcycle again, I could feel that I was not as relax as I used to be. Most of it was because my rear view mirror was still not in the right position and I couldn’t see well what’s behind me, another reason was because may be I was still a little bit shocked.
But yeah, overall, that accident should be a lesson for me to be more careful. 

Drive safe, everyone!