traveling made its way through my life unexpectedly. since then, it spread its venom through my veins, making me have an inexplicable hunger and thirst for more and more adventure to be conquered -- be it small or nerve-wracking ones.
i'm trying to satisfy that hunger of mine by making a trip every now and then, making me have to take a leave very often and now am very close to getting fired from my job because of that (tsk, i cursed the bureaucracy that permit only 12 days leave per year). oh well, YOU BETTER PERMIT ME A LEAVE OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!
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Universitas Indonesia (Alumn.) - English Department: Literature and Cultural Studies.
traveling. movies. surprises. eye-candy crotch-wetting guys. blog stalking. good old memories. adrenaline rush. superstitions. myths. puzzles. sarcasm. wine and dine. dim sum. deep-fried food (oh cholesterol!). sushi-sashimi.
travel around the world for free. oh well, being a travel writer is okay, too...
i've tossed coins into trevi fountain, got some fishy flirts from a seller in pisa tower area, fed the birds at piazza san marco, entered st. peter's basilica in awe, seen paris from the eiffel tower, taken a cruise through the seine river, saw the boy pee in belgium, ate the most delicious indonesian food in amsterdam, dressed like a local in volendam, tossed the snow to strangers' butt in switzerland, watched F3 race in beijing, visited the small version of the world in shenzhen, got lost in the midst of hong kong people crossing the street, haggled the price furiosly in bangkok, went through the fake version of venice in macau, almost got ran over by a drunk man in seoul, knew singapore like it's the back of my hand, had a hard time to choose of what to eat in bukit bintang and petaling, climbed hundred steps until my feet falls off at batu cave, swam-ate-sleep-fly merrily in the beaches of bali then seen the sun set beautifully, found a hidden paradise in karimunjawa, stood in the middle of the sea in kepulauan seribu, went through the prettiest nature-made stone-wall in pulau selayar, ate the spiciest bakso kotak in makassar, tried to touch the stupa in borobudur... yet, the thirst is still there. there's still a lot to be discovered, baby!
Bahasa Indonesia, English, a teeny weeny bit of French. wait, does body language count, as well?
come on, surprise me.
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