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Dozen’s Trip – day 2: Historical Places in The Midst of Bangkok Urban Life (part 2)

This is the continuation of previous post.

Grand Palace was super hot and crowded! It drained my strength to the utmost, and I felt hungry. We decided to have our lunch at restaurants around Grand Palace. We were divided into two groups because we barely found seat in every (cheap) restaurant we passed by. I joined the group who chose a kind of chinese-thai restaurant. I was surprise to see beef was more expensive than pork, as expected I supposed from the country with pork as their main ingredients. So I decided to try this Thai menu with pork which I don’t even remember anymore what its name was hahaha. But I was happy to have big lunch at a restaurant with only total 65 baht. :’)

Then after we finished our lunch, we moved to the next destination, Wat Arun. Wat Arun was famous for its enormous size of golden Buddha statue. We should take off our shoes before going inside and put them in the storage provided. Inside the room was pleasant and mild, it somehow felt like entering a shrine. There we walked for a while to see the reclined Buddha statue from head to toe. Unfortunately, there weren’t many things to see there for 250 baht. It was only a building with BUddha statue inside, and a pretty pond with shady trees to take some rest. Maybe because it was too crowded that I didn’t get the tranquil atmosphere. Oh, there’s something about making a wish while putting coins into several lined bowls. They said if we put a pocket of coins into the bowls without counting its number on each bowl and had the coins run out exactly at the last bowl, then the wishes we’ve been whispering while doing so might come true. I did it, but I don’t remember what I wished for that day hahaha. :p

My head is only the size of his nose hehe

My head is only the size of his nose hehe

My friend Becky. See how huge the reclined Buddha statue behind her.

My friend Becky. See how huge the reclined Buddha statue behind her.

Make your wish and put the coins

Make your wish and put the coins

We took some rest while discussing which place to go first after this because our schedule seemed to have changed a lot. Our next destination was Wat Pho. We need to cross the Chao Praya to go to Wat Pho from Wat Arun. This is the look from inside the boat.

the boat especially to cross the river

the boat especially to cross the river

However, I think we were kind of enough for another wat visiting, so we decided to only took a rest on the park in front of Wat Pho hahaha. It was actually kinda fun because the park was beautiful and we can see the river. There were also pigeons there were we had fun chasing and scaring them haha (sorry!), and it was a really fun activity hahaha. :p

Wat Pho is the one behind

Wat Pho is the one behind

birdieeeeeeee~

birdieeeeeeee~

I think he really love doing this -.-

I think he really love doing this -.-

We spent pretty long time there before finally moved back to the city. Our next destination was Khaosan Road! The street was closed for traffic, so we could take a stroll with shops, bars and restaurants lined up along the street. However, the road was really crowded it’s hard to walk in peace. We had our dinner there. Most of my friends preferred easy meal so they ate at McDonald’s. I chose to take another adventure with one of my friends, Imam. We tried several street food there, such as Khao Niaow Ma Muang (manggo with sticky rice), fried dumplings, fruits (durian and dragon fruit) and ice cream in coconut shell. I saw a street vendor selling edible cooked insects, but too bad I didn’t take a picture.

We went even further as trying to buy food using the native language hahaha. All I can say is “tao lai?” (how much?), “nun, song, sam, sip” (1, 2, 3, 10 *because mostly the price was around that number), and “kaa~” (thanks *i supposed). I didn’t even know if it’s the right way using that haha, but they smiled so I hope I did right. Oh, another thing I remember was that Indonesian people looks a lot like the local people, so it is not surprising when someone suddenly talks with us in Thai. I was even thrice mistakenly asked in Thai that I had to say “pho thai me dai” (I don’t speak Thai). By the way, I don’t really know the right pronounce because these are basically what I said from what I read regardless how it actually was.

We called it a day and went back to hotel after dinner. All I can say is that day was exhausting and Bangkok was really hot! Even though, traveling with friends made all of it fun.🙂

Rainbow!

Rainbow!

The team (minus Becky who took the picture) in front of Khaosan Road

The team (minus Becky who took the picture) in front of Khaosan Road

Khao Niaow Ma Muang :9

Khao Niaow Ma Muang :9

The result of using-Thai-shopping hahaha

The result of using-Thai-shopping hahaha

I don't understand what's written here. Is it for adopting?

I don’t understand what’s written here. Is it for adopting?

Please wait for my next post of the third day in Bangkok😀

 
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Posted by on May 2, 2014 in Thailand, Travel

 

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How do we handle differences?

Hello! It has been a while since my last post. Finally I have a will to type again haha. Anyway, I was inspired by last Sunday sermon for this one, and I just thought that maybe I should write. 

The preacher was talking about prejudice and how the culture rooting on how we see individual disparate, in other word, stereotyping. Personally, I coincide the fact that our culture affects our judgment on something or someone. In Indonesia, for example, with huge number of tribes, differences are inevitable. Every clan has its own tradition, values, idealism and point of view. Some are disjoint with other’s culture, but some just fundamentally divergent, hence, distinguishes one to another. However, time flies and we still manage to live together with those differences.

For most modern people, we can now accept that no matter where we came from, we still have to tolerate in order to live together in a society. Even so, the differences are still ingrained in us, that we sometimes cannot avoid being judgmental. For instance, perhaps by reason of their ancestors’ history, some people just don’t like those from other or particular ethnical background, unreasonably.

I didn’t say that people have no right to give opinion or express themselves, I just think that it’s no longer acceptable when other suffers from your acts. Skin colors, eyes, figures, ethnics, religions and social status are just tools human made to classify themselves. What the deuce is so different, we all feel the same. What makes a person’s heart could be so different? Is one made from metal and other from glass? I still cannot understand the thoughts lying in people who suddenly treat harshly or hate a stranger just because his different appearance. He is still a human being, right? What is so different? If culture, or religion, or civilization means to bring virtue, then why do people have to create conflict of it?

Regarding religion, I believe every religion teaches good values, guides its adherents to be better human, seeks for kindness and peace. Might be a little sensitive, but I understand the unbeliever of a religion might be claimed as “infidel” (I mean no harm). Though, is it a right to hurt others or interferes with their religious observances? As in my religion, I believe in love, so I see people from other religion just as human as I can be. One cannot simply force belief unto others and one cannot simply impede their ways. Why some persons just cannot respect other’s right to belief?

Aside from being prejudice for different culture/religion/ethnical background, I also wonder about society’s bias opinion on “unique” life choices. I said unique because conventional life has typical phases which may be occurred differently with some people. Commonly, a person goes to school, obtains proper education up to university, graduates, has job, makes some money, achieves something, marries someone, has children, grows old and dies. This linear timeline seems to be the purpose in almost every one’s life, and people believe that is how a person’s life should be. Therefore, when people face diverse circumstances like dropouts, unmarried, childless, unemployed, they tend to perceive it refutably, almost condemnable. A woman cannot have a child, so you can look down on her? She didn’t ask to has such illness, what’s your right to offence her so fiercely. Yes, he’s a dropouts, he makes mistakes, but he tries to amend it. Give him a chance, it’s his life you’re ruining with your words. Interracial marriage, what can you say, love knows no times, ethnics, ages, religions or any other diversity. A family without a father, you look at them condescendingly and do you know he was fighting for this country so you can live in freedom? People shouldn’t judge hastily, putting label on everyone different. Could it be our culture so rotten that we cannot accept differences? The paradigm in society sometimes could make people petty and narrow-minded.

I read this post again and, wew, sorry for being so hard. I understand this differences issue will always linger throughout humanity perennially. Me, myself, am not a perfect person that sometimes prejudice still slips in my mind. I see that having prejudice makes it difficult to give objective views. What we called the right to give opinion freely, at times unknowingly discriminate other’s right. It’s like a virus, it creates wound, then leads to resentment, conflict, and as time goes by it has been spreading and becoming plague.

I wish people could stop judging. Everyone has his own journey, you don’t know what he’s been through to be what he is today. Nobody is the same, we come from different background, but guess what, we all are human. Try to put up with differences, no one stand in the same shoes. I suppose you should expect no reciprocation, but still be kind, treat people like how you want them to treat you. Don’t let poor legacy blinds you from virtue. You are smart enough to see fault and decide on your own.

God bless you🙂

 
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Posted by on March 25, 2014 in Uncategorized

 

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Merry-Go-Round of Life – Howl’s Moving Castle

I was trying to sleep when a sudden urge to write emerge of this weird event.

Today I was watching an anime Howl’s Moving Castle. It was a brilliant fiction film as usual made by Studio Ghibli. The story was about a girl who was casted a spell that she turned into a grandma. She met this male wizard living in a moving castle and stayed as the cleaning lady at that castle. She hoped that the wizard would uncast the spell but she ended up falling in love. The wizard was the kingdom’s mainstay in a war but then he found his true love that he wanted to protect the most. It was a really good movie and I loved it.

After watching the movie, I decided to search for its soundtrack. I was immersed by the music of Ghibli’s works. It always has that same color. It was the source of those imaginations every time I watch their films, the fantasy feelings of their world. Then, I finally got a whole album of Howl’s Moving Castle OST.

I planned to use it as a lullaby because I really love its sweet sound. The sky was raining, it was perfect. But then the strange thing began.

Mainly of the songs from this album have same particular bars of peculiarly sweet vivid notes. If you listen to the first song, Merry-Go-Round of Life, you’ll find those same notes repeated in some other tracks with or without modification.

I found this part was the icon of this film’s soundtrack. I found it beautifully composed and my ears were tingling all the time. The more I listened carefully to that part, I found it more and more vivid in my mind, and my heart started beating faster as if I listened to a beautiful piece. But then it’s starting to hurt that my body shivered and I felt like vomiting. I felt a really vigorous emotion from that notes. It was really perplexing. So strong that tears running from my eyes as if I was in that song. I’ll tell you once again that it was a simple elegant set of notes, yet the tone was so deeply ingrained and ripping my soul. I was amazed, this is the first time I felt so intensely immersed in such an emotional song. I should say this is an odd occasion and I just feel like I should write this.

P.S: I wasn’t exaggerating, that’s just what was really happening back there.

 
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Posted by on March 27, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

Dozen’s Trip – day 2: Historical Places in The Midst of Bangkok Urban Life (part 1)

It surely takes a lot of time until I can start writing this continuation of the previous post about my and my friends’ trip to Thailand. I was too lazy and I think I might miss some details on that (I have a bad memory for a long-term event -__-). Anyway, I will try as best as I can retrieve from this goldfish recollection.

It was July 16th , 2012 when we finally start our real journey of Bangkok. One of my friends Mamah EO, whose name is made by her role as our trip’s planner, woke us at around 5:00 AM to do morning pray (I was remained sleeping on my bed with that warm cushy blanket since I didn’t pray). We took a shower, wore our clothes, and prepare our equipment for today. I prepared my camera along with its bag and my anti-theft sling bag. They said Bangkok is not a really safe city, likely resembling to Jakarta, so I took anticipation before departing there. Unfortunately, it was not a good idea to use sling bag while carrying big camera (DSLR) with. Later on, my shoulder was aching all over. Plus, it was not convenient with busy arms to shoot a good picture with DSLR. Well, back to the story, so we took the breakfast at our savior mart, the Family Mart next to our hotel (the one I had mentioned on the previous post).

As usual, our first transportation was Airport Link City Line from Ramkhamhaeng Station. At the station, I found something interesting. Apparently, most of Bangkok people have slender figures. Maybe it is because they walk far enough everyday, not like me who is too lazy going around driving car hahaha. Another thing, I was aware that not like university students in my country, the students in here wear white shirts and black trousers to their campus. It looked like uniforms for me, and it was uncommon. I thought they were some going-to-be-employees going for interviews.

see that white shirt person in the line? some of them are really tall and good-looking :p

see that white shirt person in the line? some of them are really tall and good-looking :p

There we took a trip to Phaya Thai Station, which was three points far, so it cost 45 Baht I suppose? Based on my knowledge, it costs 15 Baht/point with City Link. Then from Phaya Thai we took three taxies to take us to The Grand Palace. For whatever reason, I was caught up in a pesky incident. You should pay more attention when you are going to use taxi in Bangkok, and pay the exact amount with the number shown on the taximeters. Why? Because when you pay more and the driver doesn’t give its change, I advice you to just acquiesce it. It happened to me, and when I tried to get my change, I didn’t even understand a single word he said. I got tired and decided to just leave him be. It was really vexing though. Oh, and it fared about 60-70 Baht using taxi.

However, here we were, The Famous Grand Palace. It was hot, people. Way too hot! I felt like burning by the sunrays, and also it was really packed! Can’t blame the crowd though it was Monday, I think it was already the peak season for summer holiday. Oh, and I have another preliminary story. As soon as we arrived, we found this person at the gate. We were still stunned with our first destination when a man came up. He looked like one of the guard there or maybe a tour guide. Then he asked us where we came from.
“Indonesia”, said all of us.
“Oh, Indonesia! Great, great. I love Indonesia, you know, Bali! Beautiful beach!” he spoke with ample pronunciations.
“But we’re sorry to inform you that at the moment the shrine inside Grand Palace is used for ceremony. You know, those Chinese praying, it is too noisy. They are praying all together by themselves at the same time. But you can come back at 11 (AM), they must have finished at that time.” He explained to us.
To be honest, it was a little bit odd because we saw there were a lot of peoples walking back and forth at the gate.
“Why don’t you try some other activities before going there? I can show you a way to floating market, Wat Pho, and else, and then you can go back here after that.” He recommended us.
“Come, come!”
While talking, he took us along to a market, which led us to a crossing harbor. There he spoke to a lady who I guess was a tour advertiser.
“We have this tour you can see (showing us a paper). This tour can guide you to floating market, Wat Pho, Wat …. (I don’t remember the rest places). You can chose which packet would you like. You can take this 1 hour trip, or this 2 hours trip. And our price, as you can see here. Since you are Indonesian, you are the same with us Thai, so I will give you cheaper. For this trip you don’t have to pay 900 Baht (is it actually this number?), we’ll give you 600 Baht.” She tried to persuade us.
It sounded like a good offer, but we didn’t really plan for this, so we refused her offer.
“Come on lah, I’ll give you lower then. 500 Baht. 400 Baht. How much do you want?”
We tried to convince her that we wouldn’t take it, but she kept insisting.
“350 Baht and it’s really cheap! There I give you.”
She seemed upset because we turned down the offering. We walked away from that place anyway and back to Grand Palace. The funny thing was that we found out there was no such Chinese praying or whatsoever that man said inside The Grand Palace. Hahaha, yes, we had been deceived. Maybe he saw us as potential dorky taintless tourists with big number and no guide. Damn. Never trust anyone who says The Grand Palace is closed because it opens everyday.

Put the pitiful story aside, here are some of the pictures I took inside The Grand Palace. I will let the pictures describe how The Grand Palace looks like. By the way, the entrance fee for adults is 400 Baht, and it was also including the entrance for another areas in the complex. Keep the ticket if you want to use it further.

The gate where we were trapped by that tricky man -_-

The gate where we were trapped by that tricky man -_-

This is it! But that plastic bag is really a nuisance.

This is it! But that plastic bag is really a nuisance.

The blue sky shows how hot it was

The blue sky shows how hot it was

Mostly buildings were covered with gold elements

Mostly buildings were covered with gold elements

This is our free English guide. We accidentally bumped into a group of tourists and joined in :p

This is our free English guide. We accidentally bumped into a group of tourist and joined in :p

Another dwarf-me perspective shot

Another dwarf-me perspective shot

Beside gold, I think green, black, red, and white have meanings in Hinduism.

Besides gold, I think green, black, red, and white have meanings in Hinduism.

Ravana, a rakshasa who is the opponent of Rama the main character of the tale.

Ravana, a rakshasa who is the opponent of Rama the main character of the tale.

The story of Ramayana. Fortunately, in Indonesia, this tale is quite famed, so we could follow what the guide was telling us.

The story of Ramayana. Fortunately, in Indonesia, this tale is quite famed, so we could follow what the guide was telling us.

My friend with a guard. It felt like taking picture with one of those Buckingham Palace guards but in different uniforms.

My friend with a guard. It felt like taking picture with one of those Buckingham Palace guards but different uniforms.

Well I guess this is for day 2 part 1. It ended up a pretty long story for The Grand Palace experience solely. Then I hope I won’t be too lazy to write the next post about this day 2 event hahaha. I need to finish this trip’s posts before another trip come up anyway, teehee. Thank you for reading!😀

 
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Posted by on January 9, 2013 in Thailand, Travel

 

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Making Visa for Korea Trip

Happy new year!

This will be my first post for year 2013.😀

By the end of this January, I will have my first trip for this year. I am planning to go to Korea, and a visa is required. I never had experienced making a visa before, so this is my first time. Therefore, I browsed on Google about how to make a Korean visa in Indonesia. There were several type of visa by its purpose and time. I looked up for the list and chose single visa for vacation and family visit (C-3-2). Then I checked the documents needed for my visa registration which were:

1. Visa request form (which I can download its PDF file from Korean Embassy’s site).

2. Portrait photo sized 3.5×4.5 cm.

3. Copy of ID card (Indonesian: KTP).

4. Copy of Passport, including pages where stamps of another countries I had visit were.

5. Copy of Family card (Indonesian: Kartu Keluarga).

6. Copy of financial provenance, for me I made a copy of my bank account last 3 months balance.

7. Copy of Student card (Indonesian: KTM).

8. Letter of invitation, from the family in Korea as my guarantor during the visit.

9. Letter of allowance from my parents, just in case it was needed because as student I was not going to depart with my parents.

After completing the documents, I went to The Korean Embassy Consular Section Office at The Plaza Office Tower 30th floor, Jalan H.M. Thamrin kav 28-30, Central Jakarta. It was located at Bundaran HI near Plaza Indonesia. There I parked my car on basement (P2), and the entrance was from Plaza Indonesia near Kitchenette. The guard checked my bag on the gate. Then I walked to the reception desk. The receptionist asked for my ID card and took a picture of my face. After that, he gave me a guest card to enter the gate strived to the elevator. There was a place where I have to tap my card before using the elevator. It showed which lift I should use and directly inputed the floor number where my destination was.

The office was quite small and it felt like a drug store. Maybe it were because of the gang-chairs and the lockets. At the front door, I asked the security how to do visa registration. He told me to take a queue number and gave me a request form (I had to take a new one because I accidentally filled an error on the one I had printed -_-). I filled the form and waited to be called. My number was called. I gave all of the documents, but I did not bring a copy of Family card. Because of that, I had to go downstairs and looked for Office 2000 store inside the mall. They said they had a copy machine. Well, it was a little bit pricy for a thousand Rupiahs per sheet, but I was in needed. After I copied the family card, I went back upstairs and took a new queue number. I waited and called once again, and this time the process went well. I paid for a single visa for IDR 288,000 (now it cost IDR 297,000 since 2013) and I got the withdrawal note. Finally, I went downstairs again and signed out at the receptionist.

It took 5 days long because of New Year’s holidays. I went for my visa withdrawal at the afternoon. Oh, that’s right. The office was opened from 9AM to 12PM for visa registration and 2PM until 4:30PM for visa withdrawal. I brought my withdrawal note to the locket, and then I sit on the gang-chairs, waited to be called. Just a moment my name was called. It went quicker than I thought. I checked again for my visa just to make sure everything written correctly. Sooooo, this is my first visa!😀

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The next thing I need to do now is making a plan for Seoul on winter. Any recommendation?

 
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Posted by on January 5, 2013 in Travel

 

Christmas Happens Every Year

I always thought that I would die young, so if I am still alive right now, there must be a purpose I have got to fulfill. God gives purpose in every human, despite the people becomes good or bad. I always believe every purpose has well deed in life, that every purpose leads to a better life. No matter how hard, awful, fierce, and unfair the purpose is, it must be for a fine matter. I am destined for that, and as God’s creature, it is my role to do the purpose. I never think of it as a blind-belief, it keeps me alive. It breaks my heart into grain dust, it turns my mind into pitch black, it throws my soul into the deepest despair, but it gives me strength. Not to go through it, not to forget it, but to accept it as what should be done. It is not a submission, it is a survival. You see, life is not that easy, so you have to always keep your sanity. Not with a logical way, because sometimes, things are just too irrelevant and irrational. Not with an emotional way, because sometimes, things are just too sore and tormenting. There for me, I simply keep doing what I can do, as what I thought I should do. If it is right, it means life being a friend of me. But if it is wrong, I know I have another purpose to fulfill.

 
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Posted by on December 24, 2012 in Just Saying, Life

 

Most Heartrending Scene of Harry Potter Films

Professor Albus Dumbledore: We both know Lord Voldemort has ordered the Malfoy boy to murder me. But should he fail, I should presume the Dark Lord will turn to you. You must be the one to kill me, Severus. It is the only way. Only then will the Dark Lord trust you completely.
[Flashback of Snape killing Dumbledore]
Professor Albus Dumbledore: There will come a time when Harry Potter must be told something. But you must wait until Voldemort is at his most vulnerable.
Professor Severus Snape: Must be told what?
[Shot of Snape going through the halls of the Potter house]
Professor Albus Dumbledore: On the night Lord Voldemort went to Godric’s Hollow to kill Harry, and Lily Potter cast herself between them, the curse rebounded. When that happened, a part of Voldemort’s soul lached itself onto the only living thing it could find. Harry himself. There’s a reason Harry can speak with snakes. There’s a reason he can look into Lord Voldemort’s mind. A part of Voldemort lives inside him.
Professor Severus Snape: So when the time comes… the boy must die?
Professor Albus Dumbledore: Yes. Yes… he must die.
[Shot of Snape collapsing at the sight of Lily’s dead body]
Professor Severus Snape: You’ve kept him alive so that he can die at the proper moment. You’ve been raising him like a pig for slaughter!
Professor Albus Dumbledore: Don’t tell me now that you’ve grown to care for the boy.
[Snape casts a Patronus in the shape of a doe, just like Lily’s- the same one that helped Harry find the Sword of Gryffindor in Part 1]
Professor Albus Dumbledore: Lily… after all this time?
[Shot of Snape holding Lily’s body in his arms while crying]
Professor Severus Snape: Always.

Always been the most heart-breaking scene of all Harry Potter sequels. The awful truth from the antagonist of all Harry Potter sequels. Still crying every time I watch this scene.😥

source: IMDB

 
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Posted by on November 24, 2012 in Movies