Category: Indonesia

  • Entering Pekanbaru, all INTRA Bus passengers were unloaded in a non-permanent restaurant building which is made from green colour wood. Entering in back of restaurant, long row of simple bathrooms made me easy to washing my face and preparing myself to explore “Madani City“. Entering city’s roads for the first time on an online motorcycle…

  • Sitting in waiting room, my gaze focused on my watch and INTRA bus office yard….Never saw when he arrived, from right side of the yard, he shouted to me. It was nice to meet an old friend. His kindness and simplicity was still the same as Erwin who I met in Kuala Lumpur 2013 ago.…

  • I entered Eloise’s room to pick up my backpack which I had entrusted since morning. I checked out in the morning and continued to exploring Samosir all day with her. I said good-bye to her and prepared to go to Pematang Siantar, while she was still overnight at Samosir. Bagus Bay Homestay staff directed me…

  • After tasting Waroenk Nenek’s pecel lele (fried catfish with chili sauce), the sky looked occasionally throwing lightning. As if announcing to earth inhabitants that soon it would drop rain which it couldn’t hold anymore. It seems I never heeded the announcement. The green button “Order GoRide” has already been touched and invited a online taxibike…

  • Sumatra Money Museum and Tjong A Fie’s House are only three blocks away and pass a large intersection which separates Pemuda Street where the museum is located and Jenderal Ahmad Yani Street where the house is located. Security: “Hey, brother. Why do you capture photos of this building?”, his left hand is on his waist,…

  • My steps were so harmonious with my index finger pressure on camera to capture the best images along Sisingamangaraja Street. Red motorcycle suddenly got off from asphalt and its brake pounding threw dust which made me momentarily cover my nose. A face which was hidden behind helmet turned towards me while waving. I paused while…

  • That green mosque with dominant white was clearly visible from Maimun Palace gate. It’s a 111 years old mosque which is be a memory of Deli Sultanate greatness. According to story, Sultan wanted to build a mosque more beautiful than the palace where he lived as a service for religion. So the palace and mosque…

  • Call his name as Yunus, a young man with a Malay face with his confidence patting my shoulder from behind. My focus to snapping the palace image from the best position finally faded. Yunus: “Can you take photo of me, brother?” Me: “Oh, okay. Don’t stand there…. stand in the middle! “, I directed his…

  • I’ve never given brain a slightest chance to think long. Riding a motorcycle taxi, I sayid “sayonara” to Amplas Terminal which seems unwilling to be left behind by visitor who are willing to take time to know about it. 15 minutes later, I already alighted at Medan’s main destination. They are: 1. Maimun Palace The…

  • Even a week before flying, I made a choice. Not “The fast train from Woojin“, let alone the “blue bird” that often passed in Kualanamu International Airport. My choice was on cheap transportation which is friendly to my wallet. It is none other than DAMRI Bus. Sitting sleepily in waiting room of airport train station…