Bangka dangerous (part 2)

I was so weary of everything. I supposed that there’d be so many food stalls of martabak & bakmi bangka (which i adore so much), but pity me, i saw nothing
so where do those foods come from???
the only thing here which was sporadically spread is the “klenteng”, something similar to a temple; some of them have past over so many decades.

carry on our journey, finally!! we’re down for the first beach! Named pasir padi beach yeay!

the view is not yet a satisfactory, but I’m pretty indulged by the wind blowing gently to me. At a glance, it looked like a private beach. At that time, me and my family were apparently the only visitors there. No souvenir merchants, no kids building sand castles, It’s just us! It’s a really broad sandy beach, probably around half kilos from the main street ’till the sea shore. We’re there at noon, so the water was still calm with nice little waves which were so relaxing, but really, you’ll get bored staying there for more than 30 mins..

Then we get to another beach which was quite close to Pasir Padi, and stop by in a seafood restaurant. The seafoods here aren’t as expensive as they are in my hometown. Bangka’s got so plenty of fish and other fishy stuffs, but according to me, foods in Jakarta are way better

After that we’re proceeding to our next pit stop; our hotel. I just couldn’t hold my eyelids to open any longer. The journey was just awfully exhausting but not that fascinating. I was that so close to my ‘dreamland’ when suddenly reflection of sunshine on the sea distract the serenity of mine. My half-closed eyes just couldn’t stand of it and I began to look out to the window. I thought i just saw a great scenery; a beach with big corals and bright color of water.

The car stopped in front of a lobby of a hotel. I saw a massive plate which has a text “Parai beach” written on it. I just couldn’t wait to get out of the car, take my very first fresh breath, and observe meticulously on the place I’ve just been mesmerized by. I took my feet to explore every inches of the sea shore, and finally i could speak to myself : “Yes, this is the one!”

I could tell that this place would be even more sophisticated when the sun set. It was around 4 PM when i arrived. I laid down my body for a while and packed every single things that i would need.

Late in the afternoon, I took a look at the window and I clearly saw that the sky started to turn reddish; that’s when i knew that it’s a perfect timing to go hunting some photos. My sister came along with me as a voluntary model. Thanks to her that i’ve got some good pictures (you can see it on my portfolio on the next post, don’t forget to leave comments )

This beach’s so perfect for a newbie like me. There were also numerous pro-photographer holding their slr cameras equipped with tripods and tele-lens which made me so envy.
The blend of colors of the sky, white sand, growing palm trees, small huts next to the beach, a bridge which connects the beach with a cafe built on a huge corals in the middle of the sea, and everything seemed so perfectly matched.
Later on the afternoon, the sunset was another eye-spoiling phenomenon. We’re amazed by how the sun painted all the things into magenta and brought an exquisite silhouette in front of my eyes. I could see it vividly going under and left its spark of beauty for this special moment. I was lucky to witness it.

The next day, at the same time, i came back for more sunset glow, but i found it cloudy instead. Hmm, it’s true that great chance never come twice

Bangka dangerous (part 1)

howdy, some of you may’ve related this title with a film published few years ago “bangkok dangerous”, but don’t ever expect any thrilling or serial intense gunfire, really, there’s nothing to do with it..

well, actually there’s no such a link from that movie to the post i’d begin shortly.. I’d like to share some of my story & portfolio while i was in bangka for 4 days, and i don’t know why, the post title just suddenly emerge on my mind..
hmmmm.. perhaps it’s because of the name; BANGKOK —> BANGKA
(it doesn’t sound that close, eh?)

it was my first visit to this exotic tropical island.. from what i heard before, bangka is another paradise isle of ours.. i was imagining of an island which is similar to Bali or Lombok, because i’ve been there and you just couldn’t stand to stay away from those captivating beaches..
unfortunatelly, those imagination was tumbled down in a sudden as i firstly step on the bangka’s only airport.. all the way i see, it’s only a dry land with ray of sun directly stabbing through my skin

probably i’m just over excited with those story i’ve heard about this ‘heavenly’ island.. i’ve charged the battery of my camera until it’s 100% full; expecting a great panorama of beaches in bangka waiting to be captured.. all i see it was a row of greenie-yellowish trees with a lot of land which was not maintained well.. it was a de javu to my trip to batam few years ago, yeah it was pretty similar..
i keep grumbling on my self on the way leaving the airport and began to worried about being trapped and fed up for 4 days in this island of no escape..

something catch my attention a little when i entered the core of the city. most of the buldings there are semi-skyscrapper building with at least 4-storey and the highest i saw was probably 7-8 storey.. the low storey are generally used for business/living purpose and the rest are being holed so then those swallow can get in an build their nests inside.. i was pretty suprised that those bird would bear in the middle of town’s crowd; or i can also reverse the sentence; why do those people can stand those piercing tweets?? hmm, i guess, for the umpteenth time, money rules! i’ve just found out that a kilos of those swallow’s saliva, which is used by them to stick the nest, worth about 12 million rupiahs.. hmmmm, tempting..

(to be continued)

*all animated emotions are taken from kaskus.us

Once upon a time in Jogjakarta

These are some of my picture taken when i was in jogja (6-8 May’10).. well, if you know me, then probably you’ve known that the day when i left for jogja is actually my birthday.. while others celebrating their birthday with family and friends, I had to spend the days by sitting for hours in the plane, looking for hotel, and verifying my documents for the admission test for the next day..

How lucky i am, sitting next to the wing

May, 7th
This was the first test period, it’s a TOEFL!!!!
the first part was listening test, a bit awkward briefly (the last time i hear “real people” speak in english was a loooong time ago) but i think i can get over it pretty well.. the rest is all well done

When the night came I decided to go to Malioboro.. Most of you must’ve known this cheap shop district.. I’ve been there couple of times but i didn’t get what so special of that place until i brought my lovely cam.. hahaha

delman, the conventional one

other delman with different point of view, @_@

souvenirs everywhere!

just an ordinary street lamp, but somehow i love it!

May 8th, the last day
in the morning i wake up earlier to take some photos near the university.. here are the results :

UGM university club from distance

Love this!! entitled : “Indonesia’s biggest enemy; social gap”

minutes before the test
I don’t know what were the rector thinking when they arranged the schedule; they mixed up all the whole main test on this climax day!
started at 8 am with academic potential test (this one really suprised me because it’s unpredictably full-english!).. for the verbal (synonym, antonym,etc), the word questioned was really unfamiliar to me, such as : anomalous, fellacious and any other words that i can’t even remember.. sigh
other test following it were also in english (math, biology, chemistry, physics)
i hope most of the participants can’t translate it *evilll*
what can i say? there’re >500 participants from indonesia competing for only 60 chairs, and the other 60 is for malaysian student.. so unfair!

that’s my trip to jogja.. Whether being admitted or not in UGM inter, I would have nothing to be regreted because all these experience is all that matters

future university? let Him decide it