Surakarta; Sola in Solo

I took advantage of this poor old men!! That’s what I was thinking when he hardly was cycling me in his little Indonesian tuk tuk to my hostel in Solo city. Actually the price was fair 30k for about 20 min. ride and I read on internet you paid for a taxi about that, except that this was a bicycle and I didn’t know it until I jumped in.

The trip by train from Yogyakarta to Solo was short and nice, the train is proper and there were 2 girls on my side very excited to talk to me while their kids were running all along the wagon.


Your room is right there in the corner, but first you need to take a selfie with me!
…it sounded more like an imposition than a request actually but I agreed after the “manager” of the homestay showed me little bit around and stopped right in front of the swimming pool, to ask me this. I don’t mind to take pictures with people but most of the time I know them for more than 15 minutes LOL.

WOW, that was definitely the smallest shower I ever seen (besides when you are a baby and your mom can put you in a bucket haha); I was trying to figure out how to get into as no more than my knees will fit in there. Ahhh I got it!!…that cube was supposed to be filled up with water and I needed to take the shower standing on the side…the guy said it was traditional Indonesian style. This place was so interesting full of traditional furniture and with a tower you can go up to sit, have a drink and contemplate the city, also there was a room with plenty of traditional musical instruments that some people come and play twice per week and a little stage in front of the swimming pool but they don’t do it during Ramadan so I was not lucky to see that.

Ferdian (the manager) suggest me to go to see the Wayan Orang (masked dance-drama) at the Sriwedari Theatre which I also saw on internet as a highlight for turists, but I told him that I didn’t feel very safe to be walking back alone as it might end up around 11pm and some of the streets that I need to walk through disnt look very safe, he kindly offer me a ride and I bought my VIP ticket that cost me the enormous quantity of 10k (USD$0.75). It was quite full and already had started, I could see on scene very colorful costumes and make up with a live orchestra and the dialogues were only in Bahasa as well as what the screen was displaying, anyway it seemed quite interesting and funny. I wished I could understand and laugh with the rest of the crowd.

Ferdian was waiting for me outside of the theatre and gave me a quick tour around the city to enjoy the avenues and lights of what was the sister’s city of Yogyakarta and eternal rival. I do need to say that I was expecting more like a village as I wanted to be relax,in quite places, in contact with the nature, etc. Obviously I didn’t do my homework and I end up in a medium city, but I always enjoy my life and what it brings me day by day, specially as I was kind of deciding many things last minute… part of the adventure.

Solo is an interesting name for the city as in Spanish means “alone” and I was actually traveling this way, by myself. For feminine the word used is Sola… so I was sola in Solo, but I liked it.

Borobudur; My magical homestay

It just caught my attention. That simple phrase: Enjoy the little things’. I was sitting on this wooden chair on the side of the little cliff above the river waiting for my dinner, and the lady cooking wrote me the Wi-Fi password on a small notebook where this phrase was printed on.

Well, that’s what I was looking for. It must be a sign from the universe, I told to myself. So I started enjoying my simple Javanese dinner lightened by a little candle and sweetened by the loud sound of the Elo & Progo rivers that come together here.

Then suddenly, somebody started talking to me. It was Soni, the owner of the homestay I visited.

“… If you would reincarnated in three animals. What kind of animals would you choose?”

He was doing this fun story game after my 1st dinner there and before I visit the famous temple of the area. I choose a black panther, then an eagle and finally an ant (even a dolphin was very present in my mind), Then he told me to imagine myself in a certain situation and asked me what I was feeling. I answered that I would feel lucky!.  Soni gave me the description of the 3 animals chosen regarding my personality which was very accurate and the definition of how I feel in life being lucky and thankful of what I have (that I believe is so true). Then I explained him that after looking for tons of places around for my holidays I end up choosing his place… He gave me a condescend smile and said that It might be his place which choose me!!

 At 4.30 am I woke up as something was disturbing my sleep. I can listen quite close the prays of at least 2 mosque announcing the time to have the meal before Subuh, yes, it was Ramadan and I was in Indonesia. It was already challenging to sleep in a narrow bed inside this kind of rustic bungalow which had not  a very trustable way to locked it, a gap between the window and the wall (made by trunks from where all the mosquitoes can pass through) and a wasp nest, yes that’s right a WASP NEST I said.

I know, I know! You might be thinking why the hell did I pick this place of all places? But it had that amazing vibe. To me, it felt kind of magical.

Let’s start saying that I work in this high end well known resort where it’s always filled with noise or music. It is a very cool place but for my work I am always surrounded by people and I have to mingle and socialize with others. Every day. Don’t get me wrong. That is something I love about my job, but in my free time I sometimes need that peace and quiet.

This place was offering me incredible view and beautiful green nature environments close to Borobudur temple without needing to be surrounded by many people, in fact I was their only customer. The Borobudur was a place that I was really wishing to visit since I saw this picture on an Instagram account.

 I was trying to go back to sleep as the night before I was feeling tired after my journey of travelling to get there. Then Soni asked me whether I was going to sleep early. Why?, I asked. He wanted to make this nice bonfire. Bonfire? I didn’t quite understand what he really wanted but it sounded nice and cool. So I told him I was wanted to join his ‘bonfire’.

He called the kids and basically ask a guy to put fire on by gathering some branches from the yard and we just watched them burning.

I must say, my western idea of a bonfire was quite different, but it was so nice. So simple. And that was it exactly that made that night so special.

 “Enjoying the little things, that’s what life is made off!!”

Yogyakarta; 5 years of friendship in a 6 hours ride

I was her first client she said! …and no, I am not talking about something sexual haha, it was the taxi driver from my application that couldn´t pick me up at the airport because of the taxi mafia in Indonesia…so she made me walk like 15 minutes carrying my luggage until the closest Gas station.

My holidays were about to start and we had a long way to my hotel in Borobudur from Yogyakarta city, but we made such a great connection and after 20 minutes we were talking like friends and I was singing “Despacito” that was playing on the radio.

When I came back 3 days later to Yogyakarta I called her, as I promise, to ask if she wanted to be my driver and we agreed the price of 300k rupiah for 6 hours, “Dee” took me to the Water Palace and as she said that she haven’t been there I invited her to join me…and she end up paying my entrance as I didn´t have change, quite a funny situation.

On our way to the famous Prambanan temple “Dee” told me about her dream to go to work in USA with her sister that is part of the big percentage of migrants pursuing a dream of a better life, but she was conscious that she will hardly be able to get the visa. We got to the temple but she waited for me outside and I run into the shapes of this 9th  century Hindu temple as it was around 3:30hrs and the temple was closing at 5pm. I am always running by the way 2 hours before the places close as I found it the best, because there is less people and great light for the photography.

Around 6pm I was starving and Dee was taking me to “Milas” a vegetarian restaurant that was described as a secret garden in lonely planet and it supports street youth. We had dinner together because at this point Dee and I, we were friends like from 5 years ago already.

My “friend” dropped me at my hotel and didn’t want me to pay her anything besides the gas which I didn’t accept…that day had been going between both paying us each other, entrances, or food, or whatever,(5 years of friendship in a 6 hours ride) one of the best things in life is to find these humans beings that it seems to be waiting there for you to find them in some corners of our world to lighten your heart, clients and no clients at the end we are just people .IMG_20170622_094741_352IMG_20170625_053256_86920170620_130004IMG_20170620_202726_478

A crazy Mexican decides to write

I am a funnylicious girl who loves to travel the world so I am not sure I am Mexican anymore LOL. I am currently working and living in Asia and I love it; my heart already tastes like curry and my skin smells like Japanese Umeshu.

Photography, people, nature, details, laugh…I am thankful to be surrounded by all of this and I love to share my stories so even there is tons and tons of Blogs, finally I decided to listen to some of the people that asked me to write my stories, and here I am…let’s see how it goes.

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