Tirta Arsanta Hot Springs: A Getaway in Mount Pancar, Bogor.

One thing I love the most about my hometown, Bogor, is its proximity to the mountains. (Well, that, and the abundance of delicious street food). To me, beaches are lively and intense, forests are adventurous and mystical, but mountains are tranquil and relaxing. When I want to do nothing, I go to the mountains. To…

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My Latest Sunset Spot in Ubud, Bali

Are you the sunrise type, or the sunset type? I have been sharing a room with Mumun from the travel blog Indohoy during some of our trips, and before bed, she always said enthusiastically, “Let’s wake up early tomorrow and watch the sunrise!” – to which I responded with: “Well, let’s see tomorrow.” Usually, the next day, we would…

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On Traveling the Kitchens.

The place I like best in the world is the kitchen. With this heart-robbing sentence, so begins the story of a young woman, Mikage Sakurai, as she’s dealing with love and loss while trying to find her place in the world. After more than 10 years, the novel Kitchen by Japanese author Banana Yoshimoto is still one of…

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Growing Up Over A Cup of (Indonesian) Coffee

My boyfriend found out that I have sinned. He watched me in mild horror as I disgracefully sipped my well-deserved cup of cappuccino, after attacking some slices of Quattro Formaggi for dinner. An Italian, he knows and adheres the commandments of Italian coffee culture by heart: that cappuccino, as well as other ‘milky’ coffee, can only be consumed in the morning, and…

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The Wisdom of Pejeng, Bali.

His was not a happy childhood. He spent his first few days of living inside Kerobokan jail, when his parents got detained by the Dutch. His mother breastfed him on the cell, and bestowed upon him the name Dewa Gede Badung. His suicidal thoughts came before the age of 12. Those were the times when he spent his days…

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Mount Bromo and the Price of Happiness

What is the actual price of ‘happiness’? PHOTO BY NICO WIJAYA. IT was 2.30 in the morning when I jumped into a red jeep heading to Mount Bromo. I was still a bit sleepy, but excited nonetheless. There is something about the mountains that never fails to envelope me in a certain sense of wonder and serenity. I…

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