Where were we after the last post? Ah, right! We just finished doing a bit challenging thing in Alun-Alun Kidul. The last thing we did in Jogjakarta was buying souvenirs. It would be awkward if we came back from a holiday trip and did not bring souvenirs for the ones who were waiting for us at home, or even paying for our trip. So we headed to Bakpia Pathok and Malioboro Street.
We didn’t take pictures a lot there because we were busy with our own business. We spent hours to buy souvenirs from the one we needed to the one we might need. As you could predict, we went broke after we made it out of the market. Some of us even frustrated because they spent too much money. However, the other side of us just said “Hey, it’s a holiday trip. Spending that much money wasn’t really a big deal.” Right! I didn’t know which part of my mind whispered that to me.
Anyway, thanked God we got a time limit to stay in a hotel. If it wasn’t for that, we might spend all of our money in that market. We headed back to hotel at 12 pm. Some of us took a walk (in a hot weather condition), the others took Becak (mostly the ones who traveled with their spouse).
The next thing was the hardest thing to do in this holiday trip of ours. We packed our things and managed to check out from the hotel before 1 pm because if we didn’t check out immediately, the hotel would put more charges. However, we still stayed at the hotel yard discussing about how we got to Lempuyangan train station by ourselves.
I know it was sad to pick our own stuff and imagined the next day we wouldn’t breathe this fresh air of Jogjakarta morning. Some of us even considered to stay there one more day if the tickets hadn’t already been booked.
After had a long discussion with my brother, kak Didi, about how we went to the train station, we finally decided to use his idea of using a rental car. It was a brilliant idea.
It took quite a long time to deliver the first seven of our twenty one. During the waiting, we did several games to amuse ourselves. I don’t know what the name of the game is, but it is the game which requires you to discover new absurdly-irrelevant word from your opponents’ sentence. I’m not good at it so I didn’t join them, but my brother was as good as my friends. He could keep up for a while.
There were whispers that all my girl friends were fangirling over my brother. Well, it was true and here are some proofs. :p
The next picture was taken as soon as we boarded. The thing that I remember most in Lempuyangan train station was when my hand got separated with kak Didi. I almost cried my heart out. Well, we all had to separate after all.
Eight hours of journey returning home, we managed to get ourselves in Pasar Senen train station at 12 am. No car would take up in one piece, so we had to stay in the station till morning. We played card, slept, read book, told jokes to make us stay awake and took care of each other.
We took off after we thought it was safe enough to go to the bus station and got a bus for our own. We didn’t go together thou. Some of us were with me heading back to Ciputat. Some other headed back to their home in Tangerang and Bekasi. Our last journey returning home from Jogjakarta was done separately.
That was it. For three days and two nights we discovered that there wasn’t enough for me to spend for the whole city. However that wasn’t the important thing about our journey together, what important was about how we kept our commitment to everything we had agreed. I’m glad we managed to keep together and had fun. Well, this isn’t going to be the end for our entire life journey. We still have plenty of places we want to visit as classmates. Bali is next hopefully. Get your own graduation party first and make some money! Get ready in two years! 🙂