Lately, I knew my mom wished me to stay in Yogyakarta, as this town is not that big and not that harsh. I was accepted in Universitas Gadjah Mada, Yogyakarta. I heavily flew to Adi Sucipto international airport. With tears and cry, with storm and lightning, I stood on the land of students' heaven. A super big suitcase, a super huge backpack, a laptop handbag, a box of gift from Balikpapan for my aunt, and my violin, I heavily walked and found a taxi to take me to my Family's house in Bantul. I never wished I stay here. I never wished to hear Gamelan in all places, I never wished to see batik wherever I go, and I never wished to learn Unggah-ungguh.
|Student Orientation ||
My first smile in Yogyakarta | God Damn the FAT!
As I explored some little parts of Jogja, I learned how people are varied. I met persons that I never thought of. I met things that I never imagined before. I experienced things that I never wanted to experience.
I also came to my favorite view from all over this town. Gunung Merapi.
|Me taking picture and directing the poses exposing|
the summit of Merapi. EXTREMELY AWESOME!
|My sister took scenery of hills near Merapi.|
And the last thing I love the most from this city is da FOOD! even it's too sweet for a Kalimantanese like me, but it tasted heaven! one of my favorite family restaurant is palem golek! they have sea-food like I always had in my hometown! love it!
|Sitting in the restaurant|
|They even have a super strong see saw|
for the jumbos......
There are thousand of things that I had experienced in this super cool town. You have to trust me, how those experiences are priceless.