I was always curious about Morocco for some reasons that I couldn’t describe by words. I didn’t even know exactly what it was. Maybe I was curious about the landscape of Mount Atlas.… Continue reading
Once upon time, one of my Ugandan colleagues told me, “People always connect Nile River to civilization histories in Egypt. But did you know that apparently the source of Nile starts from my… Continue reading
Batavia, that was how Jakarta was called centuries ago. Located at the end of Ciliwung River, the old town was established during Dutch colonization in 17th century when the VOC, the Dutch East… Continue reading
My sister had complained that I was not a good travel mate for her. When we traveled together to Phuket, instead of spending so much time wandering around to see what’s happening here… Continue reading
Location: Zanzibar, Tanzania.
Living in big city as Jakarta could be exhausted. Long walking hours with cosmopolitan living style, and to mentioning huge traffic jam that could catch you for hours. Yes, it was exhausted. And… Continue reading
This is the danger situation when my friend tried to climb the giant rocks in Stone mining, but changed his mind halfway. For more danger photos, kindly visit Daily Post.
Living in Kinshasa didn’t provide me many opportunities to explore the beauty of the country. Beside the unstable political situations, many places couldn’t be accessed by public transport requiring visitors to rent a car… Continue reading
I can not grateful more for chances to live in Istanbul, the city that always have anything to offer for its visitor in each corner of its city. As we know from the… Continue reading
In one weekend, while I was living in Jakarta, my good friend, Donna came and visit me. She would do something in the next following Monday in Jakarta for her works, it means… Continue reading
I didn’t write frequently in the last few months due to many things happened going on in my life. It was began by beginning semester loading me with abundant new tasks and assignments,… Continue reading
I realized that during my three years living in Kinshasa, I didn’t take so many pictures, especially for the street life. Kinshasa is surely not the best place for photographers to freeze any… Continue reading
Here I am, in the middle of the night, sitting in my tinny room in Istanbul. While writing these texts, I am trying to remember exactly my ways, steps by steps bringing me… Continue reading