After four months living in a completely flat country, we were a bit out of breath after bravely neglecting the quaint antique yellow trams and climbing all the way up to the highest hill in Lisbon. We passed through bright colored casas with colorful laundry… Read More
Malam ini saya sedang agak melankolis. Cobalah duduk di balkon membayangkan wajah kawan-kawan perjalanan terdekat. Saat Jakarta sedang agak berhujan, hal ini bikin hati senang juga. Tadi saya melamun dan teringat seorang kawan terdekat, Gypsytoes. Maka saya menulis catatan kecil tentangnya. Sedikit dari banyak sekali… Read More
When we finally landed in Bratislava, the Mean Girl had told me everything she knew about the city. The exchange rate is super twisted, USD 1.46 was enough for the supreme executive suite in the city. A nickel given as a tip is enough to… Read More
It was almost midnight when we arrived in our first Portuguese city. The chipper-chatters stopped abruptly as the escalator brought them away from the metro and up to the city. As the first sights of Porto came before our eyes, gasps of amazement and squeals… Read More
The Dusty Sneakers 