Mataram - Lombok

Itinerary for Mataram - Lombok trip, in Indonesian Rupiah.

Jakarta - Mataram

DAMRI to airport : 20,000

Plane Tickets : 1,310,000

Lion Air, route: Cengkareng - Selaparang

Cab to Senggigi : 70,000
Bluebird cab lombok: +62 370 627000

Route: Finding a place to spend the night :)

Mataram City Trip

Car Rent : 350,000 - avanza car

Hotel : 370,000 /day Garden view Bungalow

415,000 /day sea view bungalow

Dharmarie Hotel Senggigi Beach, +62 370 693050

Car Rent : 081805720508.
Route: Sekarbela, downtown Mataram, Senggigi beach

Gili trip

Boat Rental : 10,000 /trip - from Bangsal. 600,000/day - local speed boat from nearby Bangsal.
Snorkling equipment : around 100,000 /spot.
Around 30 mins to get to Gili Trawangan. Amazing view. Snorkeling is a must. In a day, you could visit the other islands as well, namely Gili Air and Gili Meno. Start early in the morning. At noon, the tide's high. Try the local seafood cuisine. affordable price.

Mataram - Jakarta

Plane ticket : 910,000

Lion Air route: Mataram - Jakarta

DAMRI bandara : 20,000

Have fun! :)

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Tikki

Last Month

Last few month was one hell of an experience for me. My friends got jaw-dropped for the journey I've made. Why do I have to spill about it now? Well, certainly, I won't spill bluntly on my trips, as always. I just want to let my friends know, the trips, the journeys, or whatever you may call it, every ride has it consequences. Just so you know. :)
So where should I start. I'm not good at memorizing dates, so let's start with Batam story. My office held a meeting there. Usual things: hotel rooms, long-boring-tiring meetings, and stumbled relationships with other human being :p. Business trip, mate... No matter how fun it sounds for you, for me, if it involves dealing with a group of human being, just erase the word 'fun' from my forehead. I'll be grumpy, as always. :)
After Batam, I head off to Singapore. Along with the annoying group of human beings. From all of the trip I've been, this trip is hell. I repeat... HELL. slow walking pace, different point of interest, unstopped yapping, restless critics. Enough of it already! I should've just head home straight after the business trip. At least I know, one or two human being is fine... groups of human being? No. No. Nonononono. No. Nonono!
After that, I stayed in Jakarta for some time, and continue my business trip. *sounds really important, huh? business trip. I never knew, it'd sound this way :p*. I went off to Bali. Yeah-yeah, you can scream and hop around when you heard Bali. But the tight schedule from 8 AM - 10 PM?! Just bite me. Fortunately, I've got friends who cared about me. Thank you Dedeq, Eiy, Intan, Cik Jean, and Aura. You girls made my business trip more fun! I thank you all.
I dragged my ass right after Bali. I have to head off for my personal matters :). That ass-dragging to the airport was one experience to tell.
If you say it was fun, I have to admit the trips were great! But still, I need some rest and a place to come home to by the end of the trip. Those trips are exhausting. They really are.

Hail trips! :D

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TiQi Bo

Being humane

post #2

As usual, I enjoyed being in the road so much,,, well, this time, it's not exactly roads I'm travelling. I travel mostly in railways this time. I met (and observe,,, hehehe) so many different characters of person in my travels.
I wanted to share about my latest trip, the trip I had today 081208, From Solo heading to Jakarta. I took the train and sat with a woman beside me. She was unbelievable! Me and my lil bro (who took me to the station,,, inget, King... rumah disapu, QiBi diksih makan, rumah dipel, cucian dicuci trus disetrika, beli sunlight, beli molto, dapur diberesin, mobil dicuci, motor dicuci, hehehehe...) got a freaked out by her actions.
So there were we (me and King) in quest to search the place where I should seat, and then we saw this scene:
A man was trying to put a box in the cabin above the seats, but it doesn't fit...
Woman: Piye sih?
Man:...
Woman: Papa sih, ngiketnya kayak perempuan, makanya nggak muat!
Man: Ditaruh di bawah aja
Woman: Yo piye meneh! Aku yo nyuruh nyari tempat duduk deket jendela, malah ra entuk! Hah...
Man:...
I was standing before her, and realized I sat right next to her... I offered her to exchange the seat, because I pity the man. As soon as I put all my belongings in the cabin, me and King went out the bloody train
Me: Edan, galak banget tu emak2...
King: Kasian banget tu bpak, suami ke berapanya ibu itu sih?
Me: Hahaha, mau2 aja dibentak. Anjrit, mana gw bakal duduk di sbelah dia slama 8 jam lagi... T.T
King: Ya udah, dengerin mp3 aja...
Me: Argh, headset gw manaaaaa...Oh, ketemu, hehe...
King: Walaupun ga ada musiknya, lu tetep headbang aja, pokonya goyang troooosss...
Me: Haha, owkeydokey...
Then, I listened (or pretended to listen) to the music all along the way, until it was lunch time... If we travel by train, they serve meals by day, so I put off my earphone.
Woman: Mbaknya bayar brapa?
Me: Hah?
Woman: Iya, pas nyari tiket, mbaknya bayar brapa?
Me: Oh, 280.
Woman: Saya juga, kereta api ni emang keterlaluan! mosok bayar 280 ribu cuman dapat makanan kayak gini! Mreka nggak punya kompetitor sih! Makanannya juga, kenapa nggak dikasih sayur, sih?!
Me: Hehe...
Argh... Could you just be grateful of what you have received, lady? For God's sake... You paid 280 thousands to be in this train for 8 hours! It means that they only received around 35 thousands an hour! Think bout that! Do you really think that they would spend all of their income in meals? They also need maintenance, salary for the staffs, security issues, blablabla. If you think that they're taking advantages of you because you paid for 280 thousands, then I suggest you to think again...
But then, she ate everything what was served on the plate... how ironic...
Why does she have to be so grumpy anyway? I just don't get it... Smile, lady.. and the world will smile with you...



PS: Does all my fellow buffaloes got away from todays slaughtering? Thank God, I got away again this year, hehehehe...

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TiQi Bo

short chit chat

As you may all know, I got accepted (sadly, it's true... sigh) in a government department in this beloving country.... I'm in this hectic Jakarta now... Following orientasi tugas from 9-24 december 2008. I met loads of new friends, but only a few (as usual) that got into my tinywiny brain... one of them is Feni, a smallish sundanese girl (she would haunt me till death if she heard me talking bout her) which coincidentally is a friend of Intan my EX PA (hahahaha, Tan... aku terbebas dari cengkramanmuuuuuuuuu... rasakan kamu, Tan... rasakaaaaaaaaan.... *bletak*)... Here's some stupid chit chat I had with her...

Fen: Tik, lu dari mana?
Bo: Hmm, kuliah di Yk
Fen: Oh, Orang yogya?
Bo: Bukan... gw tinggal di solo
Fen: Oh, orang solo? Selama ini di Solo?
Bo: Nope, gw stengah taun kmaren di Bali, stengah taun sbelumnya gw di Bandung...
Fen: Oh, lu NOMADEEEEEEEEEEEEEN...
Bo: Haha, yup!

Fen: Tik, Beton C-plus teh apaan ya?
Bo: Tauk, liat di brosur.. mari kita cocokkan...
Fen: Oh...
Bo: kolom beton berbentuk plus... Hmmm,,,, C nya apa?
Fen: Hmm...
Bo: Oh, ada tongolannya!
Fen: Engh, Tik... kayaknya C itu concrete deh...
Bo: Ah, lu cerdas banget Feeeeeeeeen!!! Nggak sia2 orang tua lu nyekolahin lu S2!!!
Fen: *ni anak bener2 deh...*

Bo: Fen, liat RISHA yuk...
Fen: Iya ih, kayak apa ya?
Bo: Hmm, bangunan knock down...
Fen: Oh, brarti gampang dibangun ya... gimana sistemnya?
Bo: Knock Down, Fen... fokus pada kata2 itu, Fen...
Fen: Oh, brarti kalo diketok mah, rubuh yak? hahahahah...
Bo: Jadi kalo namu di RISHA, lu ga boleh ngetok pintu, nanti rumahnya rubuuuuuuuuuh... ahahahah....
Fen: Bodoh... *bletak*


I don't know why, not Feni, not Intan, not Mama Lie... all of them always 'menoyor' pale gw dengan suksesnya... uhuhuhuhuuuuu... Oh, not to mention mas Galih and mas Gayuh alsoooo... My empty heaaaaaaddd.... kasian skali kamu, ditoyor2...

Ah, I'll continue later, mates... I can't feel my legs now,,,, I just had outbond in Jatiluhur... Now, it's hibernation time... zzzzzz.... *Bo mode: OOOOOON*


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TiQi Bo

A post from my last days in Bali...

Setelah 22 tahun menjejak bumi ini, baru sekarang secara samar gw melihat sesuatu. Mencoba memahami diri gw satu tahap lebih baik.
Selama ini, gw berjalan melewati banyak persimpangan dan bertemu banyak kepribadian untuk menemukan tujuan gw, tempat yang bisa gw sebut rumah. Sebuah tempat yang nyaman dan nyaman menurut gw.

Baru sekarang, di saat gw akan meninggalkan Bali dan menuju Jakarta dalam tiga hari ke depan, gw sadar satu hal.
Bahwa perasaan yang gw rasakan ini sama dengan ketika gw meninggalkan Ambon, Oz, Solo, Yogya, ataupun Bandung.
Perasaan bahwa gw akan melangkah sekali lagi ke tempat yang sama sekali baru buat gw, perasaan bahwa gw akan sekali lagi bertemu orang2 baru dan mengulangi semua dari awal, perasaan bahwa gw sekali lagi akan jadi 'bukan siapa2' untuk siapapun, perasaan bahwa sekali lagi gw akan secara konstan tersesat di tempat yang gw gak kenal.
Anxious, Excited, Happy, Worried, they're all mixed here in my heart, and it makes my heart beat faster.


Baru sekarang gw sadari, bahwa nggak peduli dengan siapa gw hang out, siapa yang akan memandang sinis terhadap gw, siapa yang mau ngobrol ma gw, siapa yang ngomongin diri gw di belakang gw, siapa yang tertawa terhadap lelucon gw yang garing, siapa yang mencaci gw karena dia sebenernya concern sama gw tapi nggak tau gimana berkomunikasi dengan baik sama gw, siapa bos gw yang terlalu baik atau terlalu galak, sesering apa gw nyasar, seburuk apa gw kehidupan gw, semua membentuk lingkungan sekitar gw.

Baru sekarang pemahaman itu secara samar telihat, bahwa rumah yang gw tuju bukanlah sebuah tempat yang diberikan Tuhan menjadi sebuah zona nyaman yang tepat dari segla hal buat gw, rumah yang gw tuju bukanlah sebuah batas fisik denah2 yang gw sketsa atau draft di autocad setiap har. Rumah yang gw tuju adalah yang setiap hari gw temui pada saat gw melihat cermin, rumah yang gw tuju adalah setiap perilaku manusia yang gw temui pada perjalanan gw yang kerap kali tersesat, rumah gw adalah jam2 yang gw habiskan untuk mengulangi rutinitas yang sama setiap harinya, rumah gw adalah suasana di lingkungan sekeliling gw entah gw sedang tidur2an, sedang sibuk bekerja, sedang sibuk pura2 bekerja, sedang menggosip, sedang menjedot2kan kepala mengikuti alunan musik dan bersikap autis, sedang menyelinap keluar dari diri gw dan melayang2, itulah rumah gw...

Bukankah itu inti makhluk hidup, sebuah individu yang mampu atau dipaksa mampu bertahan hidup di suasana apapun? Bukankah itu makna kehidupan, seseorang belajar memilah yang baik dari yang buruk bukannya yang disuka dari yang dibenci? BUkankah itu arti hidup, perjalanan mencari jati diri sampai akhirnya berpindah alam?

Sejauh ini, baru itu pemahaman gw akan rumah,,, sebuah zona nyaman yang harus gw usahakan sendiri. Entah kalo di masa yang akan datang berubah, gw sendiri gak tau. Tapi sekarang, gw mau berterima kasih untuk semua individu yang pernah bersimpangan jalan dengan gw, yang pernah, sedang, dan akan mengiringi langkah gw yang sering sulit ditebak arahnya ini, yang membantu gw menyibak tujuan gw sebenarnya. I thank you guys...
Karena gw percaya, gak ada yang namanya sia2 di dunia ini, walopun lu gak mendapatkan hasil apapun yang tangible buat orang laen.

Saat ini, biarkan gw sekali lagi memanggul backpack ijo muda gw dan menggeret koper ijo tua hasil hibah orang tua gw itu, mengatur kembali lemari dan menangkap vista dengan mata hati dan pikiran gw. Sesuai cara gw, bukan cara orang lain. Biarkan gw tersungkur dalam syukur kepada Tuhan, karena Dia pegangan gw sampai saat ini.

*mates, life's always a bitch, but it's up to you to decide, you'll be a puppy or not*

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It's not that I hate being in any place, it's only that I have to move on to another place awaits for me.
TiQi Bo
Tikki Mahayanti

Road Trip

Seminggu ini aku (sok) sibuk sekali, nyaris nggak ada waktu buat rambutku, rusak sekali jadinya,,, hehehe... OK, that was a copycat habis2an dari iklan syampuuu... But honestly, I've been really busy covering my ass from the office. A whole week off from the office made me felt guilty,,, I've avoid a lot of obligations from the office. Shit, I hate feeling guilty. I also hate imagining how si oom would yell at me because I ran off from the ffice, hehe. But probably tomorrow, when I enter the office, he would have totally forgotten that I worked in his office and he would wonder 'who is that dark girl messing around in the office today?',,, haaaahhhh,,,But then, let's just cross my fingers and pray for the best tomorrow. Here's some story from my trip... I left Denpasar on Wednesday 291008 and head off to Solo. Since there were no direct flight from DPS to SOC, I flew to JOG instead. My parents was so busy that I have to find my way myself to be in Solo. So I took prameks,,, Riding Prameks recalls my memory to the years I was in college. I love watching human behvior, and in Prameks, I could stare human behavior from head to toe. Usually I brought pocket digicam to take some shots, but this time, I took vistas with my eyes. Anyway, during my waiting time in the station I met two women. One was an old lady, aged around late 70s. Yet, she had the strength to travel around Indonesia by herself. She said that her secret was being vegetarian and eat correctly. Hmm, I guess I should travel a lot while I am still young, since I ate really worse, I might not have the strength to travel again if I get old (IF I ever get old,,, architects die young, mates... ahahahaha...). Kemungkinan, dalam waktu 30 taun, kalo gw jalan rada jauh, jalan ma anak gw (hehe, mimpi boleh dong,,,, tapi anak gw kemungkinan bakal masi imut banget,,,), gw bakal bilang...'Nduk, kaki Mami pegel ni... istirahat dulu... hooooopppp.... hooooooopppp...' dan anak gw bakal bilang 'Yaaaaah, Mami.... ini bahkan blom kluar dari halaman rumah kitaaaa!!!!! masa' udah istirahat aja sih???', hahahahah... Reminds me of Garfield the movie. The second woman I met was in her 30s. She is studying anti-aging in Udayana University... Waaaaaawwww,,, What's unbelievable from herwas she carried a box full of sand from Bali which she barely could lift since she also carry a suitcase and a handbag (so, I acrried that box, hehe... since I only carry a backpack at the time). She was a med doctor with two kiddoes,,, edaaaaaaaan, emak2 tuh emang top abis... so, my waiting time for an hour was fun in my point of view, hehe.I got into my house, and found it empty, as usual. This is a house, and we call it home on weekends. So, I strolled to the post office and enjoy the city I lived in on my high school period of time. I got home, and wited for my mum. We had lunch and did some chitchat. Oh, BTW, I was home basically cos my Mum and my Dad is going to have a le grande voyage. Haaaaaahhhh,,, suitcases were already prepared and they'll be away for more than a month. Take care, folks...Theeeeeeeeeeen, I went off to Jakarta. Stayed for two days there, and thought 'when will I begin to like this city, anyway?'. Cos I still hate that city a lot. Let's see where my destiny will take me. I wanted to avoid Jakarta for as long as I can,,, Yang terjadi di Jakarta? Hmm, nothing...Got back to Solo and slept, hehe. I looooooooooove daysleeping... I accompanied my dad bought stuffs for his trip. Handuk (dua macem anduk,,, DUA MACEM ANDUK!!! haaaahhh,,,,), peniti (empat renteng peniti, EMPAT!),sajadah perlak (Pap, namanya sajadah La Tansa, kata mbak2nya yang jualan,,, bukan sajadah perlak...), Jerigen, Karet gelang,,, ah, those itsy bitsy stuffs lah... LUmayan lucu sih, belanja ma Pap... Basically, Pap emang kocak siy... walo dia nyaris gak berkata2... Dia cuman nanyain, 'gimana Jakarta?' dan waktu gw jawab 'Gila... don't expect too much lah, Pap...', dia trus diem sambil ngangguk2... hampir sama reaksinya waktu gw bilang mobilnya gw serempetin... hehe, Pap keknya udah pasrah punya anak kek gw... The following day, I got an eye check... guess what? astigmatisma gw hilaaaaang,,, yay! yay! yay! tapi, skarang mata gw -1.25 yang kanan dan -0.5 yang kiri, hehe... parah... pantes, mata gw yang kanan rada belo... T.T Last day di Solo, bonyok ada acara, so I rode mbleki with King,, bought him a new back pack, since he doesn't have one, hehe. Jadi ya, King ya... modal lu back pack ituuu, yaaaa having a back pack! Piye sih? Dasar pelit,,, simpen aja trus suara lo,,, ngomong ga da salahnya ko... Mum juga pasti ngebeliin... ah, having two guys in my fam, both share the same pace, hehe.And here I am, back to my boarding house in DPS, shocked to see my room... Gw tinggal seminggu, trus berubah jadi sarang tikus... Martha nanya, 'bolongan di WC lu keangkat ga?',,, 'iyah',,, 'naaaah, TIKUS! PASTI TIKUS!!!'... Sial,,, jadilah gw nyuci sprei+sarung bantal+selimut gw malem2 buta,,, ngepel kamar gw mpe dua kali, gar2 baunya ga ilang, ngosek kamar mandi gara2 tu tokai2 tikus sarap itu masi berceceran... sialsialsial... Skarang, baunya udah kek kamar gw lagi, hehe... senangnyaaaaa... Welcome to real life, Tik, salam Tino ke gw,,, setelah dia minta oleh2... kampret,,, bantuin gw nyapu kek... ngepel kek... huuuuuwwww, jahat lu, No...Now, since it's 1 pm in Bali, let's sleep shall we... Mudah2an besok gw kaga diteriakin ma si oom, moga besok gw bisa belagak kaga kliatan trus ketika dia nyadar, dia kaga ngomong apa2... Ya oloooooooooooo, tolonglah gw.... Let's sleep... fuah...

I died twice in that bloody mount Batur

This weekend, still in my journey in discovering Bali, hehe, I went hiking. I hiked mount Batur along with Anin, Vicky, Martha, and Citta. I really have no idea, why did I agree to go there in the first place. I'm always such a passivist and suddenly I said 'yes' on going hiking? I must be completely out of my mine.
We started the adventure on Friday, 17 october 2008 at 11pm. Anin picked us up with his karimun (mobil imut2 yang berguna bagi kehidupan jalan2, hahaha) and we went up north to mount Batur. We got there on Saturday, 18 October 2008 at 1.30am. The night was bright enough because it's fullmoon. And it was hot, because it's summer time in Bali (I wonder, were there be any cold time in Bali? haaaahhh... I almost go to the office in bikinis! If only I have the guts to buy a pair of bikinis and wore them to the office, ahahahaha... minta dihajar ma nyokap dan dipelototin sama orang sekantor,kwkwkw). We started hiking at around 2am.
on the first hour, I still manage to keep up my steps to follow everybody else. But in the next hour I felt like quitting so bad (Menakjubkan bukan, apa yang dilakukan tidak berolah raga sama sekali pada kondisi tubuh lu? hehe...). And forget the vision of Tangkuban Parahu which have steps to reach the top. This mountain is absolutely none of it! I throw up twice and my feet went trembling down on my way up to the top. Made me wonder, what's the fun of hiking anyway? Why do people go up to reach the top just so can the person could go down again? haaaaaahhh, life is full of mysteries. Vicky always leads the way, since he have climbed this mountain 3 times (and this is for the fourth? Vic, I salute you!) while Citta could smoke while she still could catch up Vicky's step... Ah, Citta... she's so energetic,, she really is.MArtha throw up once. I was the most pathetic person. But what was more pathetic is I couldn't give up to my ego. I felt so ashamed if I quit, so stubbornly I shooked my head when they asked me whether I would like to quit or not. Going up is really exhausting. We spent more than four hours to reach the top. Twice the average time. Really pathetic. I was the cause for the delay. I'm soooo pathetic.
But then, after not feeling my legs for 2 hours, we reached the top. Nice view. Like postcards view, you know. The most important thing on my mind wasn't about the view at the moment, but the thought of 'I have to climb down AGAIN?'. Man, this climbing matter is really beyond my mind. We reach the top at 6am. We were racing with the sunrise, but in the end, the sunrise won by around half an hour.
We spent almost three hours on the top. We even slept on the top! Mates, that's a really great experience. With an exhausted body, I slept on the ground surface, placed my head on my back pack. And I only woke up since the sun ray felt like burning my skin (free tanning, mates...hehe). I got the chance of pipis di semak2 moment,,, ahh,,, that's what they call 'nature call', hehe.
We climbed down at 8.30am. Vicky's so generous, he picked a different path as our way back. When going up was phisically exhausting, going down is like feeling my heart jumped out of my body. Jangan nengooooooook! Di sebelah jurang. Kepleset, and you're history.... Mak, gw bahkan bahkan blom kawin! Nikah aja tarsoktarsok, apalagi kawin? I slipped several times on my way down. At that moment, my feet feels like they have their own will. I even have a thought of 'Vic, daripada lu jalan cepet2 dan ninggalin gw, gimana kalo lu ngegendong gw? AYolah,,, gw emang berat, tapi ga seberat waktu gw kuliah ko, hehe...)'. But hten, my pride took over my mind. Everyone was on their foot and I have to ask Vicky to carry me? Yeah, over my dead body! hehe...So, even I have to drag my feet and my face looked like I was going to swallow someone if I have had enough energy, I still walk, eventhough I was left reaaaalllllyyyy behind. Hell care, as long as I walk. Someday, I'm going to tell my grandchild 'oma dulu, naek gunung Batur, dan bener2 pake kaki oma sendiri... Cucu gw kira2 bakal ngejawab gini...'Oma, gunung Batur kan cemen, teleport juga bisa,,, ah, Oma cemen! ...itu kalo cucu gw ngewarisin bakat nyolot gw, hehe... haah, from all of the traits I can inherit to my granchild, kenapa nurunnya malah nyolotnya gw, coba? kan masih ada sifat malas, rakus, songong, narsis... darn, I don't have any good qualities,,,). We reached Anin's car before 1pm. Oh, how I was so relieved to see that cute silver Karimun,,, muah...muah...muah... Karimuuuuuuuuun, aku padamuuuuuuuu... uhuhuhuhu....
Anin drove us home (Nin, tengkiu berat yaw, lu ga capek apa,, nyupir pulang pergi? salute, Anin!), and I reached my boarding house at around 4pm. Haaaahhh, I only changed my clothes and do some bits and bobs then I fell asleep until 9pm! (Maaf ya, Tuhan...). I woke up, grab something to eat, replied text messages, write a text message, and got back to sleep at 12. When I woke up the next morning, I went back to sleep again, hehe. I finlly came to my common senses at 11am on Sunday 19th october 2008. Washed my clothes, clean my bathroom, and do some groceries. At night, I strolled off to Gramedia, to buy FuturArc (I'm in there! yay! yay! uhm, actually it's my project they were talking about, but it still have my name in there, yay!yay!) and met Eiy, Yayak, and Dedeq... Yes, I still drag my feet at the moment.
Now, Monday, 20 october 2008 at 1.30am, here I am writing this journal and watched peter pan on TV. Hah, what a weekend.

here's a few snapshots, guys! enjoy!

PS:
Thank you for every one that have been so generous to me, waiting for my slow steps... It'll took me years before I even think about climbing mountain again, guys... sorry...
I guess it's true when people tell if your personal life went trembling down, your pro life have to be something to be proud of. Since my really personal life is ruined, I guess it's time for me to think seriously about my pro life.
Happy graduation day, dear someone. Trully sorry I couldn't be there for you (like, it's not new any more, right? I was never there when you needed me anyway, I'm such a pathetic friend, am I?). Now, you're just a back that I could only stare at. Not a shoulder I could lean on anymore. Is today really your graduation day? I'm sorry (again) if I got the wrond date. Proven again, I'm such a pathetic friend, am I? hehe... cheers! pop up the champagne!
Mum, Dad... November 10th? I'll see what I can do...But I wanted to go home in december too... Let's see what happen...


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TiQi Bo

Ubud in this long holiday…

Oh, how I like holidays!!! Karena artinya gw bisa bergulung di atas tempat tidur seharian, bengong,,, ngebo lagi, bangun bentar, ngebo lagi… do it over and over again, hahah…

Wiken kali ini gw ma temen2 (Anggie, Eiy, ma Yayak) pergi ke Ubud. Jangan tanya apa ada salah satu dari kita yang tau jalan ke Ubud. Karena jawabannya udah pasti... gak... Gw baru dua bulan di Bali, Yayak baru sebulan, Eiy baru 3 hari (or so), Anggie udah 6 bulan, tapi hari2nya dihabiskan di studio Bensley yang bekerja 24/7 ituh... (ckckck, Deq... kamu di Bali, lhoooo,,, Baliiiiii.... go out! Have fun!). Jadi berbekal peta dan kemampuan berbahasa Indonesia kami (buat nanya, hahah), kita pergi ke Ubud... Untungnya, Bali itu penuh dengan signage, oh senangnyaaaa...

Brangkat dari kosan De2q (Anggie) skitar jam 9 pagi, waktu Batursari. Sarapan dulu sambil ngliatin peta....

Bo: Lu bukannya udah pernah ke Ubud, Deq?

Deq: Uwis, ning aku lali... Aku ingetnya Cuma sampe Sukowatinya doang, abis itu lupa, hehe...

Bo: Argh... kalo ke Sukowati doang si, gw juga udah pernah nyasar mpe sana

Deq: Hwe? Nyasarmu adoh tenan e, Bo...

Bo: Heheh...

Yayak: Gampang kok, abis dari Sukowati tu tinggal lurus, ni liat peta (thanks so much, Yak... but we, women, never look at the map... we just own it, not actually read it, hehe)

Yawda, berbekal kesotoyan tingkat tinggi, tiga perempuan dan satu lelaki pergi ke Ubud.Rencana awalnya siy nengokin Steven yang kerja dan terisolasi di Ubud, hehe.

Gw ma de2q di depan, Eiy ma Yayak pacaran di blakang, ahahah… Sampe Sukowati gada masalah… trus tiba2 ada pertigaan,,, menurut peta, kita lurus aja, sayangnya gada jalan lurus aja di pertigaan itu (ayo protes ke Periplus, petanya harus diupdate!!!). Karena de2q khawatir kita nyasar terlalu jauh, akhirnya kita nanya jalan ke ubud... bener aja, kita ngambil jalan yang salah, hahah... stupit... dan sapa yang bawa motor? Gw... hahah...

Spanjang jalan berasa kek nantang angin... waw... keknya bakal ada festival layang2 lagi nih, anginnya gede gini...

Daaaaan, emang bener, keknya smua orang mo maen layangan... Sekampung bawa layangan segede2 gaban, naek truk, kita disuruh minggir... aaaaaarrrrgggghhh, mending kalo Cuma satu-dua, lah... spanjang perjalanan, ada kali tiap lima menit skali kita mesti minggir, gara2 ada layangan mo lewat.... tsk...

Sampe di depan museum Antonio Blanco, kita brenti... seinget de2q, kosan mbak Okta (yang sekantor ma steven) di skitar museum Blanco ituh. Kita telpon steven...

Deq: steve kita udah nyampe museum antonio Blanco ni... kosanmu di mana?

Steve: eh? Itu kan masih di Ubud... tempatku deket hotel Alila.

Matiiii,,, masih dui Ubuuuud? Trus kosan Steven itu di manaaaaa? Tanya ma orang yang ada di situ, kita masih harus naik lagi, nun jauh di tengah persawahan, ada hotel Alila... darn,,, masih jauh keknya...

Karena bokong kita smua udah sakit, kita masuk museum Blanco... heheh, lumayan, bisa sambil istirahat... Oh, tiket masuknya 30 ribu. Not so bad... dapet welcome drink es moka... Gw berharap welcome drinknya wine siy… hahah, 30 ribu, mo dapat wine… edan po?

Antonio Blanco, the Dali of Bali… cucunya ganteng maut… asli, ganteng banget, lebih ganteng dari Antonio Blanconya sendiri… sayang, umurnya baru skitar 8an… tsk,,, ga jadi ngegebet…hoho… koleksi museumnya lukisan perempuan telanjang smua (ergh, ga smua siy, sbagian besar…), dan posenya aneh2 gitu… waw,,,

Petugas museum: Sebagian besar lukisannya pak antonio Blanco itu ngelukis Ni Ronji, istri beliau, seorang penari Bali terkenal. Pak Blanco itu pecinta wanita,

Bo: Wah, kek Irwansyah dong, pecinta wanita…

*trus Eiy ngliatin gw, sambil senyum miris,,, huhu*

Satpam museum: Coba tebak, di lukisan ini ada berapa botol? Termasuk di framenya lhoo…

Deq: Hmm,,, *ngitung* empat…

SM: Menurut pak Blanco ada enam.

Eiy: Lho?

SM: *sambil nunjuk*, ini empat, trus payudara itu diitung dua, kata pak Blanco, itu botol susu…

*Oh God,,, penting banget ya, Pak?*

Sayangnya, lukisan2 itu nggak ada keterangan judul dan taun pembuatannya. Gada informasi sama skali. Really poor... Padahal lukisannya lumayan banyak... trus kita disuruh menerka2 gitu? Hwuuu, bisa2 gw mikir lukisan perempuan telanjang itu lagi mandi trus diintipin Antonio Blanco...

Dari museum Blanco, kita nglanjutin mendaki perbukitan, nyari hotel alila, eh... kosannya Steven...

Lewat hotel Alila, kita nelpon Steven, dengan sinyal ilang2... arrrgggghhh,,, bisa gila gw kalo tinggal (bukan liburan lhooo, tapi kerja dan tinggal) di sini. Jauh dari peradaban, terisolasi. Lamaaaa banget baru bisa ngehubungin Steven. Dan, stelah capek2 nunggu, dari tadi ituh, kita nunggu tepat di depan koan Steven,,, wah, ternyata kita cerdas! Or was it just luck? Well be it.

Masuk kos Steven, digonggongi anjing dua ekor, dipriwitin burung2, ma dilemparin batu sama monyet... Ya ampun, ni kosan apa kebun binatang si, Steve? Anyway, di dalam kamarnya Steven ada tempat tidur di pojok ruangan... Kebo bersaudara ini langsung ngambil posisi di atas tempat tidur... Waaaw,,, udara dingin,,, wah, emang di atas tempat tidur tu posisi paling enak. Akhirnya, gw, deq ma Eiy menguasai tempat tidur Steven,,, biarin Steven ma Yayak di lantai yang dingin ituh...

Ngobrol2 ma Steven, nyeritain kerja masing2... nyeritain bos masing2, hahah...

Tiba2 perut gw bunyi gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuk gituh,,, lapaaaaaaar.... lapar... Ngajakin Steven ke Pizza Bagus, di Ubud... Hmm, tapi motor kita cuman dua, steven diseret aja? Hahah... *betewe, Steven abis kecelakaan, naek motor sendiri, trus keperosok di lubang,,, Steve, lu emang ga bakat bawa motor de...*

Nyampe juga siy di Pizza Bagus, tetep pake nyasar... perjalanan belum lengkap rasanya tanpa nyasar, ahahaha...

Bo: Waaah, pesen ini ajaaaaa, ada babinyaaaa....

Yayak: Halah,,,

Deq: Kan aku nggak tau kalo bacon itu babi... jadi nggak papa, ahahahah

Bo: Dudul... tar yang makan Steven doang, rugi2... ahahaha

Steve: Eh? Kan aku nggak makan Babi, Tik...

Eiy: Hah? Padahal babi kan enak Steve...

Bo: Ho’o, lu mesti nyoba, Steve...

*dodol, yang bisa makan babi malah nggak makan babi, yang nggak boleh makan babi malah menghasut biar pesen babi, ahahahahaah dongo...*

Pizzanya enak,,, lumayan murah, 35ribuan satu loyang gede, hahah... enak... Lassienya juga enak... waw, perfecttoooooooo....

Ngobrol2 nggak penting, trus Steven dianterin Yayak balik ke kosan...

Pulangnya, Eiy ma Yayak yang di depan,,, gw ma Deq di blakang, ngliatin mreka pacaran, hehe...

What a day! Lain kali, kita ke mana lagi, yuk!!! Mumpung di Bali.... mumpung masih sempet jalan2...

Tetep sehat, biar kita tetep bisa jalan2 dan makan2...

Pokoke mak nyuss...

ahahahaha

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TiQi Bo

Sanur Village Festival

Tanggal 6-10 Agustus kemaren ada Sanur Village Festival. Gw pergi ksana bareng Mylan, Cik Jeanne, ma Citta… hari apa yah? Gw lupa…

How did it go? Yah, sperti biasa ajah… lebih lama nyari tempat parkir mobil daripada di Sanur festnya sendiri, hehe. Seperti biasa juga, nyobain makanan lebih penting buat gw daripada beli barang, hoho… Padahal ada lilin2 lucu yang lumayan murah… tadinya gw mo beli, tapi trus ga jadi, selaen gw ga punya duit banget2 (kantor gw gajian stiap tengah bulan, damn… jadi tanggal sgitu krisis melanda idup gw yang super pelit ini, ahahah), gw juga ga ngerti fungsi tu lilin buat idup gw, ahahaha… Trus gw malah membayangkan kalo gw ngebakar tu lilin, gw malah berhasrat ngebakar kosan gw, ahahah… Jadinya, gw Cuma nyobain makan kebab Mongolia (aneh kaaaaan? Tapi bentuknya kek sate biasa koooo,,, cuman bumbunya aja beda,,,tapi enak, haha…) trus nyobain gelatonya Massimo… Enak banget!!! Enaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkk,,,, sluuuuuuurrrrrp….

OK, enough about food and beverages… Basically, sanur fest menurut gw, ga begitu OK… gw pikir bakal diadain di pinggir pantai, dengan kegiatan2 yang ngutamain pantai sbagai point of interest (wew, bahasa gw,,, ilmiah skaliiiii… I think, I just head bang myself, hoho). Nyatanya, point of interestnya, ya.. makanan tadi… sperti wisata kuliner kalo ke Sanur fest (coba gw lagi punya duit, gw cobain smua makanan di situ, hehe… OK, mungkin ga smua,,, semampu gw lah…).

Sperti biasa juga, banyak hal2 yang aneh terjadi di sanur fest…

Cik Jeanne: Aduh, itu bosku yang dulu…

*serentak smua clingukan ngliat sperti apa mantan bosnya cik Jeanne*

Bo: Mana, Cik?

CJ: Udah lewat tadi…

Bo: Lah, knapa baru skarang ngomongnya? Udah ilang, orangnya… aaaarggghhh…

CJ: hehe…

Trus waktu makan…

Mylan: Gw gamau duduk di situ…

Bo: Oh, ya udah gw aja yang duduk di situ… Tapi lu minggir dong…

Mylan: Iih, Tikki… gw kan ogah duduk di situ… Lu aja!

Bo: Iya, iya… makanya lu minggir…

Mylan: aaah, gw ntar ga bisa ngeliat si *tiiiit* kalo dya dateng.

Bo: kek dya bakal nongol aja... Ma sapa? Cowo lu? Hauhauahu...

Mylan: Iih, lu tuh... seneng banget ya, gw udah jelas2 benci ma dya... ngedukung gw kek...

Bo: Iya, iya.... minggir lu!

Mylan: Nggak, gw mau duduk di sini!

Bo: Mylaaaaaaan, gw ga bisa duduk di situ kalo lu ga minggir! Jalannya lu halangin, gebleeeeek...

Mylan: Oh, iya yah? Sori2, gih... lu duduk di situ...

*damn, susah banget... cuman mo nyingkirin Mylan doang... sigh... harusnya gw toyor aja si Mylan, hoho*

Pada waktu makan...

CJ: Eh, Mylan... waktu kamu masuk, Mbak M pernah bilang, ’Mylan tu lembut banget ya?’

...*hening, melongo smua... hahah*

CJ: Trus, mbak M bilang ’Mylan tu mirip mantannya si Oom’

Mylan: Ergh...

CJ: Makanya dya jarang kan ngomong ma kamu?

Mylan: Iya sih, dya kalo ngomong ke Goh mulu... gak langsung ke gw

CJ: ati2 kamu, Myl..

Mylan: Iih, ogah banget, gw saingan ma Chantree gitu?

Bo: Ya enggak lah... lu tuh, geer abis... Goh kan PA lu, makanya dya ngomong ke Goh, bukan ke lu...

Mylan: Oh iyah...

Yah, begitulah percakapan gag penting sama skali yang terjadi di sanur fest, hahah...

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TiQi Bo