The Whispering Savanna
The fresh scent of grass and morning dews hit my nose as the dark green jeep we rode bumped all the way across the misty plains. We had our eyes transfixed at...
Read More →The fresh scent of grass and morning dews hit my nose as the dark green jeep we rode bumped all the way across the misty plains. We had our eyes transfixed at...
Read More →I was already awaken to the cold morning in Cemoro Lawang when I heard a knock on the door. It was Pak Ecok, Cafe Lava front person, calling us to get ready...
Read More →Last week we joined our trekking friends, hiked up the Berkelah Falls and camped there. This time the kids were going with us; after Chilling last year Berkelah will be their second waterfall...
Read More →“We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.” Fyodor Dostoevsky used to say that....
Read More →Melancholy was the feeling as the ferry departed from Samosir. From the corner of my eyes I saw Lekjon’s red Batak rooftop getting farther and smaller until it finally disappeared behind rolling...
Read More →Samosir is not only tranquil as it is beautiful; the land is also rich with legends and cultures of the Batak people. Historians believed the Batak were initially tribe people that dwelled...
Read More →Two weeks had passed since my last write up about Samosir. Many had happened during those time – I’d been to several interesting places if not caught up with my menial day-to-day life; the...
Read More →To be frank I’d never give much thought about going to Medan, perhaps I felt Medan is just, Medan. But when it came to plan for the three days leave in tandem...
Read More →After hours contemplating where we should spend our last day in Philippines, we finally arrived at a consensus. That; considering it was an epic fail to go to Bananue (our original plan which...
Read More →Of all the places of interest in Manila, I always wanted to see Quiapo. Of course anybody who knows anything about Quiapo would advise skipping this place unless you are attending the...
Read More →To the southern bank of Pasig River there’s an old Spaniard city built within a fortress. Nicknamed “Intramuros” which in Latin literally means “within a wall”, the city was founded by the Spanish explorer...
Read More →End of August was a stressing week for me – cleaning the house for the coming Eid-ul Fitri celebration (muslim major celebration that marks the end of Ramadan, the holy fasting month), rushing...
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