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

Holla amigos. I see a  bright star from a place where i write this story. I have been already move to bali island. An island of god where the people have various ethnic tradition. The last story that i write tell you when you when i work as an engineer i Tegal city. It is in middle java. So i jump from that island to this island when the project done. The project in tegal end in 24th December 2019. Then i have so much time to go to adventure. Short story, my office ask me to be an engineer in a project called tamblang Dam. Not a very big dam project but it is in bali island. Where people from another country always visit here every time every where. 4th Januari 2020 i start move here. The project already start about 3 months before i come here. So it is not so hard to adapt with everything around here. So here i am, about 15 km from singaraja city, it was on the north of the island. I dont wanna talk more about my project. Thats not the point i want to tell you. My dam project...

An accident happen a few weeks ago. It is about my family there, my mom. For the detail i wont tell the story but this things push me to go home. Actually i cant mention it home anymore. Let me call it my parent's house. You can see from my late post, i have ever live in a small city in east java called Lumajang. Not a city that can you imagine perfectly when i detailed about it but almost 20 years of my life is spended there. Almost married there, almost got some job there, and almost ending my life there. Time flows like a river, so do destiny. Push me go away from that city and start a new white paper of life. Taking a morning train She is the one and the only one woman who never betray me. When i know an accident happened to her, i know it is time to me to go there. Push myself from being apathetic about that little city to be more  strong enough to visit that city. My work stop me for a while. There are some work that need me to be done. Stay a few week in tegal and...

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 ...

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