Kami selalu menyukai suasana Jakarta saat Idul Fitri. Saat ia lengang dan tidak hiruk pikuk. Saat langit lebih biru. Gypsytoes dan saya senang untuk berjalanan kaki di seputar Menteng, makan panekuk di sebuah kedai di Sarinah, pindah minum kopi di jalan Sabang, dan duduk membaca. Semua… Read More
Pernah kau bayangkan Arip Syaman Sholeh medaki gunung? “Gila kau, bisa mati dia!” kata Rivandra Royono. “Kau yakin akan baik-baik saja?” tanya Gypsytoes. Tapi itulah yang kami lakukan. Road trip tengah malam dari Jakarta ke Majalengka dilanjutkan dengan pendakian gunung Ceremai. “Wah bisa mati si Arip”… Read More
Once in a while, everyone goes through one of Those Days. Days when your brain is so overworked its constant buzz keeps you from resting, your heart is so weary its heaviness interferes with your breathing, and your courage is so deflated your composure is… Read More
Graveyards have a special place in my heart. It is no secret that I get particularly excited with ideas of the dead and the undead. I practically dragged my friends to the Capuchin catacombs in Palermo to get up, close, and personal with the skulls… Read More
The Dusty Sneakers 