Latte Solo Paragon: DAMRI Adi Soemarmo International Airport

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“Pak Donny, lama kita tidak bertemu. Sebelum Bapak menuju hotel, mampir sebentar ya ke Solo Paragon. Kita berbincang dan minum kopi bersama!”, pesan singkat pak Arman ketika aku masih berada di waiting room Halim Perdanakusuma International Airport, Jakarta.

Pak Arman….Dia adalah suami dari klien saya, seorang Bangladesh yang menjadi WNI beberapa tahun silam.

Bapak bersama siapa di Solo Paragon?”, aku membalas singkat pesannya.

“Saya berdua dengan anak saya kedua, pak. Saya tunggu kedatangan Bapak ya!”, pintanya sedikit memaksa.

“Baik pak Arman”.

Pukul 17:30, akhirnya Citilink QG 126 mendarat sempurna di Adi Soemarmo International Airport, Solo. Pada akhirnya, aku memang mengurungkan niat untuk langsung menuju Grand Amira Hotel by Azana di daerah Pasar Kliwon. Kuputuskan memenuhi undangan minum kopi Pak Arman.

Konter penjualan tiket taksi dan bus DAMRI.
Koridor menuju area parkir dan shelter bus DAMRI.
Bus DAMRI menungguku.

Oh ya….

Beberapa tahun lalu, sebelum aktif menulis di blog ini, aku pernah mendarat di bandara yang sama. Hanya saja, kala itu aku dijemput seorang teman dekat menuju pusat kota. Tapi kali ini, aku akan mencoba moda transportasi umum menuju pusat kota.

Lamat kuperhatikan di sebelah timur bangunan terminal bandara, terdapat sebuah proyek pengerjaan stasiun kereta bandara yang masih setengah jadi. “Akhirnya Solo akan memiliki kereta bandara juga”, gumamku. Salut dengan perkembangan Kota Batik itu.

Gelap cepat mengakuisisi waktu, aku membatalkan eksplorasi bandara. Aku lebih memilih untuk segera mencari konter yang menjual tiket bus DAMRI. Konter itu kutemukan di selasar arrival hall sebelah timur, bersebelahan dengan konter penjualan tiket taksi.

Bersiap menuju pusat kota.
Tiket.
Sampai nanti Adi Soemarmo International Airport.

Sore itu konter terasa sepi, bahkan aku hanya berselang satu antrian dengan seorang ibu. Dibelakangku sudah tak ada penumpang yang mengantri lagi. Berdasar informasi dari staff penjaga loket, bus DAMRI akan berhenti di tujuan akhir Terminal Tirtonadi. Menuju Solo Paragon di daerah Mangkubumen, aku dianjurkan untuk berhenti di Solo Square, pusat perbelanjaan di daerah Laweyan. Membayar Rp. 25.000 aku mendapatkan selembar tiket menuju pusat kota. “Bus sudah menunggu di shelter ya, pak”, selorohnya memberitahuku.

Dengan cepat aku menyusuri koridor menuju ke area parkir bandara. Terlihat di ujung koridor telah menunggu bus warna biru berukuran sedang. Kulihat ibu yang mengantri di depanku tadi sudah masuk melalui pintu tengahnya. Sementara sang sopir tampak melambaikan tangan kepadaku untuk segera bergegas karena bus akan segera berangkat. Walaupun kursi belum penuh, bus itu lebih mengutamakan ketepatan waktu untuk segera beranjak menuju ke kota yang berjarak sekitar 15 Km.

Sopir itu memeriksa tiketku sebelum aku masuk. Aku terduduk di bangku tengah dan tak lama kemudian bus perlahan meninggalkan bandara. Menyusuri jalan Adi Sumarmo, berlanjut di Jalan Adi Sucipto dan masuk ke Jalan Slamet Riyadi. Melewati beberapa bangunan ternama seperti De Tjolomadoe, Javenir dan Stasiun Purwosari.

Dalam waktu 20 menit, bus mulai merapat di Pusat perbelanjaan Solo Square dan aku pun turun di tepian Jalan Slamet Riyadi yang menjadi jalan protokol kota. Kufikir akan lebih baik melakukan santap malam sebelum minum kopi bersama Pak Arman. Akhirnya aku berhenti di kuliner jalanan, Aku duduk meleseh di sebuah “angkringan” dan menyantap beberapa nasi kucing dan sejumlah sate telur, sate kulit dan kerupuk. Menikmati wedang jahe di “angkringan” adalah sesuatu yang lama sekali tak kulakukan lagi. Kebiasaan ini bukan masalah murahnya harga, tetapi lebih kepada cita rasa dan cara menghabiskan malam Kota Batik.

Angkringan dan nasi kucing.
Tiba di Solo Paragon Hotel & Residences.

Pak Donny, sudah mendarat?”, Pak Arman kembali mengirimkan pesan singkat.

Sudah pak, saya hanya berjarak 4 Km dari tempat Bapak. Sebentar lagi saya kesitu pak. Tunggu ya!”, balasku singkat.

Aku segera membayar menuku dan memesan ojek online menuju Solo Paragon Hotel & Residences. Dalam waktu 10 menit, aku tiba dan langsung menuju ke lobby.

Memasuki lobby, tampak Pak Arman dan Rishan menunggu di depan pintu. Kujabat tangannya dan berpeluk ringan kemudian kami menghabiskan waktu hingga tengah malam untuk sekedar berbincang, berbagi kabar dan menikmati latte.

Thank you Mr Arman.

Thank you Solo.

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Citilink QG 125 from Solo (SOC) to Jakarta (HLP): Back into Capital City’s Routines

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Citilink QG 125 flight path (Source: https://flightaware.com/).

It was already past one o’clock when I finished in paying for lunch menu, however, I was blown away by the taste of Nasi Gudeg Komplit and Durian Juice at Javenir restaurant where I stopped by. Lunch session finally ended my adventure in Solo

Two and a half hours before the flight….

Leaving the restaurant, I waited for an online taxi in front yard when Javenir was full of visitors, several cars were queuing up to entering parking area. Five minutes in waiting, I saw a black Toyota Avanza on a road side while turn its hazard lamps on, noticed the vehicle’s license plate, I waved at the driver who looked confused. Knowing my whereabouts, he turned high beam on as a sign he understood.

Airport, Sir!“, I sat next to him while confirming destination.

Ok, Sir….Oh, sorry, I was hesitant for taking Sir Donny. Usually, people who leave Javenir are carrying souvenirs. Sir Donny doesn’t seem to be carrying anything ”, he started to open a conversation.

Oh, I just went there to do a survey for my office’s event, Sir. There isn’t intention for buying souvenirs“.

No wonder. Where is Sir Donny going back? ”, he understood that I intended to leave Solo.

Jakarta, Sir“.

The conversation intently continued for next twenty minutes until taxi arrived at airport’s drop-off zone.

There wasn’t much time left….

After cashly paying taxi, I immediately rushed. Showing my e-ticket and ID card to aviation security, completing an initial screening process, I managed to enter departure hall. My gaze swept over the rows of check-in counters in search of an LCD with a Citilink QG 125 displaying in it. I found it in a corner of row and without hesitation I started queuing.

A few minutes later, I easily got my boarding pass. This time, I won’t enjoy the beauty of flight because I have to sit in column B seat…. Yups, that was the middle column. Leaving check-in counter, initially I smoothly went through second screening process. However, an aviation security officer asked me to take out all electronic devices in my backpack, put it on a tray which they had prepared. I myself am not worry, because I didn’t feel that I have done anything wrong and of course this was still in my own country. I just feel amazed by safety standard of domestic flights at Adi Soemarmo International Airport.

As expected, screening process went straightforward without any problems. I walked towards boarding gate to wait for the plane to arrived.

Half an hour from boarding time….

I took time to do Dzuhur and Asr Prayers in a time at prayer room and spent remaining time fot consolidating with Marketing Conference’s Head of Event Division in Jakarta. I conveyed some important notes regarding my survey results and added Javenir possibility for being a strong candidate for destination.

By sending report via email prior to check-out from Amaris Hotel Sriwedari this afternoon, it means that my survey trip and report were simultaneously completed….Wow, It was good, this free trip has done, the report was also finished….Yuhuuu.

To my surprise, coordination by telephone took so long untul boarding call had interrupted it. I ended the conversation and immediately headed for boarding gate. After checking my boarding pass and ID card, I rushed through aerobridge following other passengers who had previously entered the cabin.

That was Citilink QG 125 using Airbus A320.
To aerobridge.

Boarding was over a while after I sat on seat 21B. Aircraft began to move and cabin crew began to busy in demonstrating flight safety procedures. After being in a perfect position at the end of runaway, plane really took off and left the beauty of Solo City.

Not wanting to be busy reading Linkers, Citilink’s inflight magazine because I had read it during Jakarta-Solo flight a day before yesterday, I chose to sleep and wait until the plane arrived in Jakarta for about 50 minutes later.

The twin-jet Airbus flied 500 km with a cruising altitude of 26,000 feet and a speed of more than 800 km/h. Without turbulence, I fell asleep and felt comfortable in riding Citilink QG 125. For some reason, my heart feels safety when using Citilink’s services. Is it because a suggestion that Citilink is a subsidiary of Garuda Indonesia Airways, the best airline in this country?….Ah, I don’t know….

“Flight attendants, please prepare for landing!”….

The announcement from flight captain made me wake up and prepared for landing at Halim Perdanakusuma International Airport.

Landing at the capital’s second airport is the most enjoyable thing, because we would go down using manual stairs and felt a sensation when under the giant feet of iron bird. It was rare to be able to get a special moment like that.

Smoothly landing @ Halim Perdanakusuma International Airport.

Welcome to Jakarta….

Time to get back into capital’s busy work routine with no end.

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Stoping by at Abon Mesran Mistopawiro Shop and Closing at Javenir

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Two slices of Serabi Notosuman were enough for me to enjoy this Solo’s typical culinary. After picking up a dozen others at cashier counter as souvenirs, I immediately left the shop for another souvenir shop, i.e Abon Mesran Mistopawiro Shop.

An online taxi drove me to that souvenir shop in five minutes. Now I was in Jayengan area to review shop feasibility for Marketing Conference participants to stop by.

As soon as the online taxi stopped at shop parking area, I immediately entered shop and glanced around to observing merchandise completeness on display. Then I concluded that the shop was worth visiting as a place to hunt for souvenirs. It didn’t take long to visit it, just ten minutes. This was because Rahadian, my friend in doing a survey, would back to Bandung soon.

Abon Mesran Mistopawiro Shop.

After visiting Abon Mesran Mistopawiro Shop, Rahadian said goodbye and headed straight to Balapan Station. Meanwhile, I prefered to head to hotel to spendind remaining two hours of my staying time. Rahadian already took an online motorcycle taxi and left, so I ordered an online taxi to Amaris Hotel Sriwedari.

After arriving at hotel room, I spent two hours for compiling a survey report which I started from the day before yesterday and ended this morning. The report was targeted to reach Marketing Conference’s Event Division today as material for decision making regarding which destinations to visiting. I was so serious about preparing a report, but the phone rang. “It must be a receptionist call as a reminder that the staying time is over,” I inwardly groaned. But whatever it was, I had to leave immediately before being charged an additional cost.

But where was I going? Remembering that my return flight to Jakarta was still in afternoon. I had to think to make use of my remaining time. My hand moved quickly to touch my smartphone screen and started for surfing to find something.

Yes, I know where to go“, my heart cheerfully cried out .

I left the room, walked down the floor in the lift and handed the key to reception desk. I ordered a taxi online and drove to where I intended. The taxi quickly moved out of Solo City’s gate, seven kilometers away. And in 20 minutes I arrived.

Yes …. Javenir“, my heart said.

Javenir courtyard.

Javenir, a well-known souvenir center on western edge of the city which was a favorite for travelers in looking for souvenirs, even some tourist buses which were full of local tourists seemed to go back and forth in this place. I entered selling room and toured every corner. There wasn’t doubt about souvenir completeness in this store, from batik clothes, handicrafts and snacks. I decided to add this place as a list of preferred destinations for Marketing Conference later. I left the shop with a pack of coffee beans and rushed to its back building which was functioned as a restaurant. I decided to have lunch with a group of local tourists there.

Parking area.
Restaurant.
Restaurant inside.
The menu.

This lunch was the closing of my survey adventure in Solo, this free journey has reached the end of the story. Because after lunch, I had to immediately go to Adi Soemarmo International Airport to return to Jakarta.

Solo Paragon’s Latte: Adi Soemarmo International Airport’s DAMRI Bus

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Mr. Donny, it’s been a long time since we met. Before you go to hotel, please, stop by for a moment at Solo Paragon. We can talk and drink coffee together!”, Mr. Arman short message while I was still in waiting room at Halim Perdanakusuma International Airport, Jakarta.

Mr. Arman….He is the husband of my client, a Bangladeshi who became an Indonesian citizen several years ago.

Who are you with in Solo, Sir?“, I replied to his short message.

I am with my second son, sir. I am waiting for your arrival, ok? ”He asked with a little forcefully.

Okay, Sir Arman”.

On 17:30 hours, finally, Citilink QG 126 perfectly landed at Adi Soemarmo International Airport, Solo. In the end, I really canceled on going straight to Grand Amira Hotel by Azana in Pasar Kliwon area. I decided to fulfill Mr. Arman’s coffee drinking invitation.

DAMRI taxi and bus ticket sales counter.
A corridor leads to parking area and DAMRI bus shelter.
DAMRI bus was waiting for me.

Oh yes….

Several years ago, before actively writing on this blog, I had landed at the same airport. It’s just that, at that time I was picked up by a friend with his car to city center. But this time, I would try a public transportation mode to downtown.

I slowly noticed that in the east of airport terminal building, there was a construction project for airport train station which was still half finished. “Finally Solo will have an airport train too“, I muttered. Salute with the development of Batik City*1.

Dark quickly acquired time, I canceled airport exploration. I prefered to immediately look for a counter which sell DAMRI bus tickets. I found that counter in hallway of eastern arrival hall, next to taxi ticket counter.

Get ready for downtown.
Ticket.
See you later Adi Soemarmo International Airport.

That afternoon the counter was quiet, even I only had one queue with a old woman. Behind me, there weren’t passengers waiting in line anymore. Based on information from counter staff, DAMRI bus would stop at its final destination in Tirtonadi Terminal. Towards Solo Paragon in Mangkubumen area, I was advised to stop at Solo Square, a shopping center in Laweyan area. Paid Rp. 25,000, I got a ticket to downtown. “The bus is waiting at its shelter, Sir” she told me.

I quickly walked down a corridor to airport parking area. Seen at the end of corridor, waiting for me a medium sized blue bus. I saw that old woman who was queuing in front of me had entered through the middle door. While the driver seemed to be waving at me to hurry up because bus was about to leave. Even though its seats weren’t full, the bus prioritized punctuality to immediately head to city which is about 15 km away.

The driver checked my ticket before I entered. I sat in the middle seat and soon bus slowly left airport. Riding along Adi Sumarmo Street, continued on Adi Sucipto Street and entered Slamet Riyadi Street. Passing several famous buildings such as De Tjolomadoe, Javenir and Purwosari Station.

Within 20 minutes, the bus started to stop at Solo Square shopping mall and I got off at the edge of Slamet Riyadi Street which is the city’s protocol road. I thought it would be better to have dinner before drinking coffee with Mr. Arman. Finally I stopped at street food stall, I sat down in an “angkringan*2” and ate some “cat rice*3” and some egg satay, shells satay and crackers. Enjoying ginger drink in angkringan was something I haven’t done for a long time. This habit wasn’t a matter of cheap price, but rather about taste and how to spend the night in Batik City.

Angkringan and cat rice.
Arrived at di Solo Paragon Hotel & Residences.

Mr. Donny, have you landed?“, Mr. Arman sent another short message.

Yes sir, I am only 4 km from your place. I’ll be there soon, sir. Wait yes!”, I briefly replied.

I immediately paid for my menu and ordered an online motorcycle taxi to Solo Paragon Hotel & Residences. Within 10 minutes, I arrived and headed straight to lobby.

Entering the lobby, I could see Mr. Arman and Rishan (her 9 years old son) waiting at the door. I shook his hand and lightly hugged then we spent until midnight just talking, sharing and enjoying a cup of latte.

Thank you Mr Arman.

Thank you Solo.

Note:

*1. Batik City is the other name for Solo City or Surakarta City.

*2. Angkringan is a street food stall typical of solo city.

*3. Cat rice in Indonesia is known as Nasi Kucing. Namely, rice packets which is its size is a fist.

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