A Postcard from Ijen

When I recall my last trip to Ijen, there will be two things come up to my minds; the excitement of me seeing the nature and my pleasure to spend my time with my friends.

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Same place, different occasion, different mates, same excitement. Ijen, once again, impressed me with its charm. On my second visit to Ijen, this crater offered me different sightseeing, from midnight to daylight. It was a fine day. It was bright. The weather was nice. A wide range of caldera in the middle filled with blue sulfur was the point of view on the peak. The clear blue sky was contrast with the rocky mountain and the lush green valley. In addition, no crowded visitors but us made it so perfect to enjoy this alluring scenery by ourselves. Forget not, I would like to introduce my mates which I didn’t think this trip would be fun without them. So based on the picture above from left to right.. Anam, Fifi, Emyl, me, Mariska, and Loudry.
When we were about to go down, we met a dutch named Jelle. He had traveled around from Australia to Indonesia by cycling! Wow! So we were acquainted with him and even asked him to visit our city, Jember, if he didn’t mind. We exchanged our phone numbers and he would contact me once he got into Jember. I talked a lot with him since there was one place in his country that dreamily I would like to visit, Keukenhof. I love Keukenhof so much. So many vibrant colors of tulips and other flowers in one place. My kind of dreamland. He shared some information about the Keukenhof, but when I was mesmerized with his description of Keukenhof, he added,

“I think, here, in Indonesia, there are a lot of beautiful places too. You should be proud of it.”

I smiled to hear that.

Now, I am looking at the background of the picture above..

Well, probably he is right.

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Kawah Wurung : Going on a camp for the first time

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11 October 2014

When Emyl asked me to join the trip to Kawah Wurung, I wasn’t so sure to say yes. I’ve got a kind of allergic to cold temperature recently so I was afraid of the chignon coming then I would scratch my neck and my stomach all the time. Just thinking about it, I felt annoyed. It’s just embarassing. But when I thought about the camp, I couldn’t help myself to imagine of me sleeping under the stars. It must be awesome, I thought. “Okay, I am in!” my finale words.

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