Dita's posts with tag: travel
|  | The next two days we wandered around the island. Found an inspirative lighthouse and a great place to duck in. Got our skin very much tanned and our hearts warmed. This holiday, it has been giving me the sickest post holiday syndrome. I wish I could go back here again, someday. Join me?
All pictures, without my self, are taken by me.
The rest are credit to Rio. |
| | At the first two nights, I stayed at Tanjung Tinggi where it has white sandy beaches, clear turqoise blue water and whale size rocks. Luckily, the room was half priced. We had breakfast on beach side. We wandered on barefeet on white sand as far as we could. We took pictures and never tired saying how lovely this place is. Holiday couldn't get any better than this.
All pictures without my self appeared on them are taken by me, except noted.
The rest are taken by Rio. |
| | Life blogging and I'm so sick of those stuffs. But I just can not control my self to tell you that... guys, I've been hypnotized by this mistically beautiful place. |
| | So, finally I step my feet on this land. Too excited at the beginning, and contented at the end. They say Papua is beautiful, and they are so right. They say, you could fall in love to Jayapura, and I am.
More pictures will be uploaded later. My favorite part: the beach. |
| | Haven't writeen anything yet about Alor. So, just enjoy the pictures.
A bit of information: Alor is one of the districts in East Nusa Tenggara, consists of several islands. Peopla haven't discovered its natural beauty as tourism destination, but believe me it is worth to visit. |
| | Uhm...
Thinking back 1994, once I had a pen pals who lived in this city.
Can not believe, that it took 14 years to get me there.
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| | This one is more into western.
I love this town because it still has the atmosphere that once, european was here. Well, I have never been to Europe for sure. But I can tell it is the same.
Whatever your impression of this sets of sephia pictures, but I really glad to be one of the witness of the western culture in this region. |
| | This is the first time I uploaded a set of photos with snowy scenery. In short, I felt a little tickle in my heart watching the white snow sprinkled from the sky. Bloody cold, but still.. romantic.
Details will be uploaded soon..
A little stories of mine here:
http://jaketbiru.blogspot.com/2008/02/watery-wet.html |
| | This morning we went to Chiba. A town in the near Narita airport. Still it's cold. But don't know why I always fell in love with small town. I find them more attractive. |
 I love you for always be there at Sunday morning at 8 o’clock sharp.
You never miss one day, for more than 15 years.
I love you for always show your witty face and make a contagious happines for the people around you.
Especially me. I love you for being unperfect.
Even a clever robot like you needs help sometimes. I love you for making me keep on dreaming.
You are the creature from ‘someday’ and I know a lot is happening in ‘someday’. I love you for teaching me to keep on trying.
Even sophisticated tools sent from the future don’t always make sure everything will run smoothly. And I love you for letting me seeing you in your hometown.
See, you are the one who always convince me, "Dream on and make it happen." I love you. For letting me loving you this big.
| | In the day time, it is grey. Well, that's the impression that I get. But, amazingly, in the night time, even though black is the background, but I can see colors. Add a little sun, then it will be.. perfecto. |
| | Hanya memanfaatkan koneksi internet 24 jam yg tidak gratis :)
Foto2 awal, tapi semoga tetap bisa dinikmati. Details later. |
| | The sun.
I always fascinated by its appearance. She can be silently beautiful, and inspire me infinitely.
And in the land of the rising sun, I found her sneaking out to the horizon, and smile at me.
So I started the day with high enthusiastism. And although I found her rather mild in this region, saw her presence but could not feel her warmth, I do sense that she is still a friend of mine. Best friend of mine.
I wanna be like you, sun. Giving your shine and be the energy. Positively.
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| | It was one tremendous chance to go on a trip by the west coast of Aceh. On and off pictures of beautiful scenery. On the other hand, continuous trace of davastating tsunami. Yup, tsunami was there, but it didn't carry the wondrous away.
And it was my first time exploring with big fat DSLR camera. A beginner, but hopefully you can still sense that it is one magnificent place. |
I have told you about my home town, right in the side of blue turqoise sea, no? Well, on my nearly finished days I was away, I had the chance to visit it for the first time. And did I see you crunching your forehead? Honey, I have never been there, but I know, the place will be a part of my heart. After 8 hours of bus ride, a stop in the middle of nowhere at dawn, and then next 5 hours car ride, finally me and my beib, reached the place. The road was a little bit hilly, and the air was surely salty. And our decision to stay in this place was obviously accurate.
“Have we arrived in Sabang yet?”
No dahling, we are in Bira. But it feels like it is. And I saw the port. Oh boy, I always love the port. It is the gate to sail away, or else, a place to stay after a rough journey. And Bira has the finest one. Not the modern and sophisticated, butit has shallow turqoise water and traditional ships that made you time travel into another dimension. Yes, I’m exagerrating here, but I just don’t know how to describe the way I love it. We skipped a port for a while, and headed to the beach. Despite of the sound of our “ooohhh aahhh ooohh.. beautiful..” I know we echoed this sentence within our heart “We are home, yes we are”. Nothing to argue about. Gradually bluish water, creamy white sand, rocks and corals and typical small beach village. A continuous friendly hello from the natives made me blend as a part of the community right away. We had fun with the beach for sure. Swimming, taking pictures, sunbathing, trekking or just a plain gazing and daydreaming. Being adventurous, we went to the ship workshop. And I am not exageratting, but I feel like want to jump in the bussiness. Because I see this magnificent wooden ships. Ordered by expats from German and done hand made by Indonesian. They only need less than one year to finish them. Just add finishing furnish and they are ready to sail away. Isnt’ that amazing? As we walked back to our little lodge by the main road that lead to Bira beach, I heard somebody is singing soflt “Nenek Moyangku seorang pelaut…” Now, that is something to be proud of.
Or, is it just an imaginary voice inside my head?
| | I bought the book Beach Boys, written by an India author and you will have to believe that I haven’t finished it until now. Phew, it was 5 months ago. Well, the story is not disappointing, but still I haven’t managed to read it until the last page. As usual, the cover gets me into it. The picture of three dark brown skin boys, they are jumping right into the water. As, M sometimes says, a good color combination blue and brown is.
In my last trip to Marante, Tana Toraja, I had a chance to capture those dark brown skin boys, happily played by the river. Naked and innocent, so eager and not afraid of the water. As a citizen girl, I’m kind of jealous of them. They were really free and happy as can be. Ripped of their clothes, hanged by the bridge and jump right into the river. Beside the loud sound of splashing water, you can still hear their notorious laughter.
A friend once said that I am a free soul. Well, had met those river boys, you should rethink again, dear friend. As you can see me and my beib, Henny, on the bridge, loosing our balance and afraid to fall.
Sometimes it is not good to loose your balance. But once you loose it, be brave to fall gracefully, get wet, and still release a good laugh. After all, you learn how to swim. And being watery soaked is not that bad.
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| | Last weekend I had a trip to Bogor with Tommy. Uhm... A short trip, but met our friends from the Puters, shared stories and in time I got back to this old town, I'm feeling recharged and somehow inspired. Days like this I've had when I used to visit Lamsenia and spent weekends there.
Although it's not the same beautiful sunrise, but they gave me the same shine. They carry home everywhere they go. |
| | Another week I spend here. And... ah tau aaaaahh.. Campurs aduks! |
Pulau Peucang, 20 October 2007 Dear Babe,
Been missing you very much. I’m here, in such a paradise, with 8 boys, and they are nothing compare to you. Uhm, most of them are my old friends, and connecting with them was like opening an old diary. Names, places and memories sometimes pop up in my head.
If I’m not mistaken, we’ve been missing each other recently. I know there will be another session of running away from reality, only time will define. But, surely, I will do that again with you, babe. We are definitely a great team when it comes to the beach. We stuff our backpack with goggles, bikinis, mosquitos repellent, mineral water, MP3 player + portable speaker, bigframe sunglasses, teabags and of course thousand stories of our rollercoaster life.
You are one of a rare kind that can enjoy the beach exactly the way I do. Some pepole can never enjoy the beach, they say beach is too hot and sticky and nothing challenging about it. Some people can enjoy it too much by diving into it and nevermind the sunset. While the rest afraid of the sun and prefer to go to the mall instead.
I don’t know what is it with me and you and beach, babe. I love blue and beige colour. So the sky, the water, and the sand are perfect combination. I also enjoy the freedom of minimalize outfit to wear. A plain t-shirt, short and flip flops, that’s all you have to wear to enjoy the place. Ouw, and you know now I have started a set of bikinis collection.
My friend, Blinky, once said, that the best way to enjoy the beach is to sit in a distance, not too far so you still can enjoy the breeze and the scenery, accompanied by a bottle of cold beer. For me, the best part of summer hodliday is when we have cups of tea or coffee, after all afternoon of swimming and getting our skin tanned. Our heart are still warm because of the sunset. Seems like the sun gives its shine for us before it take a rest for a while. The quiet of the evening and the sounds of our laughters. The way we manage to reach the shoreline and proof that our dark skin is still exotically attempting. Surely, I will repat it once more. Ah, this kind of missing you is too painful, babe.
Please remind me one day, if we are old and too busy with our family life, that this kind of escapade is willing to be taken again. We couldn’t run forever babe, but at least knowing that you are exist in the world, make me realize that I’m not the only person who’s in love with the sea and worship it like crazy. Together we are strong babe. Jalesveva jayamahe. Haha.
Still the question popped up in my head, what is it with you and me and the beach, Babe? Love, as always, Dita
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