Monthly Archives: September 2014

Tebing Keraton – 15 minutes on the edge


So I am back as a new comer in Bandung – ah been here for almost 2 years now – and eager to explore this beautiful city surrounded by mountains.

Tebing Keraton – new tourist destination in Bandung, founded in May 2014 by a traveler and wrote it on a media and bomb! suddenly this small brink became novel – popular.


Tebing means the brink, Keraton is refer to the amazing scenery that you will make you stunning and lost words to say.. well not exactly.. i have things to say as a critique and my concern of this spot.

It is still in the area of Tahura – Taman Hutan Rakyat Djuanda Bandung. You can reach it from Bukit Dago Pakar but since the road to this area is being repaired you have to circle to Desa Ciburial. It is about 8km from Dago Pakar and please do not use your car. leave your car somewhere in Desa Ciburial but try to get ojek- motorcycle taxi to Tebing Keraton. It is not an easy track, rocky, dusty and it is on the uphill.

The parking fee for motorcycle is 5000 rupiahs, entrance fee 11.000 rupiahs per person for local tourist and 76.000 rupiahs for foreigner.

The view from Tebing Keraton is very worth to see after a long and difficult journey to get there….

This is what is left from TAHURA – the forest on your left side


get closer


20140916_125335and this is on your central view


do you see what i mean? take a good closer to the picture… we have lost lots of forest because of villas, hotels, cafe, residential or vegetables farm. sitting on the edge of Tebing Keraton makes me hurt, honestly…  it is beautiful… but for how long? if you dont stop people from cutting down the trees and builds things… say bye bye to this lovely sights…

now turn to your right side

20140916_125726lovely… the mountain is calling… its getting easier to get to the mountain as people keep pushing themselves inside the forest and getting near to the top of the mountain…

North of Bandung is prone to landslide because of the catchments area turned into residential and farming…

take a look closer to the cliff

20140916_125538dont even try to off the cliff…

Tebing Keraton is very small area with rock and slippery. dont go there when its rain. it wont manage to have more than 20 persons at the same time, a very limited space to share with everyone.

although there is a trash basket, people are just being ignorant… damn!


so enjoy bandung while you can.. come and visit Tebing Keraton then we can share the story 🙂

this is me as a bonus to this post hahaha





My Fat Never Failed Me


So yes, I have heard lots of comments over my body, especially from someone you don’t really close and he or she suddenly dared to ask “what happened to you? Why you so… “
So yes, I have seen friends, trying so hard to get rid of their fat, because they are being told to by their love ones, family, friends, and believe that being fat is ugly…
First, you need to recognize what type of body you have. I have a big bone, big cheekbones too. It is difficult for me to get skinny like other women because of my body, that’s just the way it is, big bones. I have a big cheekbone; if I got skinny, then you will never see me smile wide again, why? Because, it will makes me look like a skeleton without a flesh. So I just have to accept my body the way it is…
Second, I don’t have a problem with my fat in any kind of circumstances. My fat never failed me in gaining love. I guess I am so lucky to have man in my life who doesn’t really care about my fat… and also other men that ever came to my life, they were not bother at all with my fat. So I don’t believe that all guys only look for your appearance…
I only have problem with my fat if I don’t have any t-shirt that fits me then I need to get rid of some of them. I only care with my fat when economically it will cost me a lot for new clothes and also health problem. If I hardly catch up my breath when I am walking, then I know it is time to lose some.
So girls
The problem is in your mind only. If you think you are beautiful, then you are beautiful. If you think that you are ugly then no matter how much make up you put on, it won’t work at all.
Beauty means you accept who you really are
Beauty means you have confidence about yourself
It is your brain that will make you feel and look sexy, trust me…

How Much is Too Much


Dua malam ini macam dihantui kata-kata di atas. Padahal setiap kata tidak bisa berarti, berdiri sendiri, tanpa konteks situasi yang menyertainya…
How much is too much…
Pertanyaan itu sebenarnya untuk diri sendiri, menyensor sesuatu yang tidak bisa ditakar dengan angka atau ukuran berat, panjang, luas, isi, atau sebagainya… sebagai contoh; gue udah ga kuat lagi, hilang sabar ini?
Takarannya apa untuk bilang kelebihan sabar? Atau urusan cinta deh… “I love him too much” how much is too much?
Ga bisa dijawab dengan angka dan ukuran pastinya, karena ini sifatnya subyektif banget. Yang “berlebihan” kata gue, barangkali belum ada apa-apa nya kata loe…
Dalam konteks perasaan how much is too much itu liat banget memang, ga ada takaran khusus dan diamini khalayak untuk bisa bilang sesuatu itu berlebihan atau tidak. Terus bagaimana kita bisa menyampaikan sesuatu yang “too much” buat kita? Atau bagaimana menerima orang lain yang sebenarnya juga merasa “berlebihan” sama kita? Eh kok ngebingungin kalimatnya…
Yang paling sering terasa itu dalam konteks urusan kerjaan. Padahal dalam kerja harusnya tidak ada istilah “too much” atau “overwhelmed” karena harusnya dalam pekerjaan sudah jelas hitam di atas putih, ada kontrak kerja yang menjelaskan deskripsi pekerjaan. Ketika hal itu terasa membebani lebih dari seharusnya, baiknya buka lagi itu kontrak dan sampaikan… hai, ini lebih dari yang tercantum dalam kontrak. Dalam pekerjaan memang harus itung-itungan kok, karena itulah ada skema gaji dan bonus juga job desk yang menerangkan itu…

So how much is too much….
Buka kalkulator hati aja, hitung sendiri… kalau rasa bisa ditakar angka, berapa besar yang sanggup kamu emban?

From Singapore with Diarrhea


Back in 2003 I went to Purwokerto with Eci, my friend, ate sambal at the bus terminal and got bad diarrhea for two days. I blamed myself for it…

But never thought I could have the same problem in Singapore, the cleanest city in the world… truth is I didn’t know the cause, whether the bad food which I only ate what was served by hotel and the conference organizer or maybe it was just the accumulation of a long term infection that I had before I went to Singapore, I prefer to accept the second caused before anyone feel insulted by my statement. It’s very common these days that people feel easily hurt by someone else words on status.

So there I was on the second day in Singapore, forced to go to Un-watering Toilets for almost 15 times! Yes it was a disaster for me, had to deal with stomach ache, faced the fact they don’t have water at the toilet that I have to wash myself with wet tissue all the time. My friend told me to wear an adult pampers instead, well that was more make sense though.

I was at the conference, an international conference at the largest and very amazing place, but they don’t have a pharmacy at the building! They don’t have an emergency room like a small clinic and the organizer didn’t have a special team to handle an emergency situation such as diarrhea…. Perfect!

Finally I got my medicine from the pharmacy at the airport. I was amazed by the fact that they were really careful in submitting the medicine to me, almost acted like a doctor, diagnose the symptom and the end she warned me to see the doctor as soon as possible. 2 tablets of Imodium at first and one every time you pup, maximum 8 tablets per day… what a numbers!

I couldn’t eat anything that day, too afraid to had one… I only drink water mineral, cold sweat all over my back and I just wanted to lie down. But it was difficult to find taxi on Friday night when everyone was on the rush for a party!

I cried, afraid if I passed out and people might take me to the hospital and I couldn’t afford to pay!

God works in her mysterious way indeed… after almost one hour standing at the edge of the pedestrian, the taxi came and I didn’t care how much it takes to drive me back to the hotel. I was so sick for two days and so happy when I got back in Bandung two days ago. I am so happy to meet my wet toilet once again J