Yu Are Alive!! Teknik Sipil, Petualangan, dan Kuliner

Good afternoon to everybody who read this story. 24 years old and i love travel so much. Make me realize how small i am. Release all the heavy things around me. Make me think and remember the reason why i leave my hometown a few years ago. You know, i have designed a structure to protecting river. This river large slope so it have a large discharge and water velocity. It is already destroy a channel on the left side of river by a local scouring. Thats a small part of my work out here. But you know? The people here? They dont deserve called as an engineer. They talk louder about money than number. Blinded by money. On that situation i need a time to go alone. A time to travel and enjoy my self. A few days ago, my office order me to go to bogor. Its a place near jakarta. When we speak about bogor, i know i can travel to a castle. Bogor castle. Short story, after i finished my office work, i start to travel to this amazing place. It is my first time travel to bogor. When you

Hello. Good afternoon. Wkwkwk. Okay, its been a long time since my post. Almost a years i think since my last post. If i can make a story about my journey and my adventure before, it would be a great novel to read you know. Here i am in a train going to jakarta. Let me be a writter for a moment. I have a friend since my last travel to singapure, dean. He is an Information and Telecommunication Engineer in kanada. We met before in lombok island when he going to holiday in lombok. We together start to learn about surfing there. Then we meet again in singapure. Till now we still have a great conversation. Why i tell you about him? Okay he is the one who push me to start write in english. Many people wants to travel to Indonesia, many people wants to know about the culture, many more want to know about the people. As an indonesian people, we have a very good image there. People in another country as we call "bule" have a great respect to us and our nature. Many people

Malam itu udara tidak terlalu dingin seperti yang aku duga. Sempat gerimis atau mungkin hujan di luar tenda kami selama waktu tertentu. Aku melihat hanya gelap malam dari lubang bagian atas tendaku dan flaysheet plastik bening tembus pandang. Malam di gunung tak sesunyi dulu, kini banyak manusia – manusia yang membawa kotak musik. Entah apa maksu dnya tapi terkadang itu cukup mengganggu waktu tidurku. "Yuangga Rizky Illahi, ST." , summit pertama semenjak mendapat gelar sarjana Sejenak rasanya aku tidur. Badan ini sangat ringan dan yang menembus tenda bagian atas ku buan lagi selimut kegelapan. Tampak bulat, bercahaya. Ah gelap malam terpecah terang. Awan tak nampak menutupi rembulan. Ketika aku membuka handphone untuk melihat jam? Wow jam setengah 5 pagi dan pantas saja badan ini rasanya sangat ringan pagi itu. Aku pun segera membangunkan mas fachrul untuk bergerak menuju summit. “mumpung cuaca cerah mas”. Begitu kataku pagi itu dengan bersemangat. Mengingat kond