eyyow. today was FUN. i went around jakarta with my parents. and that picture up there, was the object i've been wanting to capture haha.
ok, so as you know, today is the vehicles-free day. so me and my parents decided to jog on the streets! so we parked our car at ratu plaza, and walked allllllll the way to sarinah, baby! gosh that was long. but thank god i made it. there were people, it was pretty crowded at the sides.
that's my mom, she wants me to take a picture of her, but i refused.
patung selamat datang, which is really weird. cus i've been living in jakarta.. forever, but i never take any picture of the statue.
patung selamat datang, which is really weird. cus i've been living in jakarta.. forever, but i never take any picture of the statue.
the vegetarian campaign. nice.
yeap, so those are things which have been going on this morning in bunderan HI.
ok, continue, may dad ask. hey, let's try the busway. AND WE DID! i love busways, done that with nandra. and loved it. so we did, our journey was looooooooooong.
yeap that bus, right over there.
that's the front, it was awesome. and its just the front. sorry its kinda blurry.
this is like, pretty cool. i can see that people from back then respect and honor coins. and that's pretty cool.
ok, this one's kinda sentimental. my granpa almarhum, was an employee of a bank. and his section was to handle bank-bookings with this particular machine. cool!
this one's to write account addresses.
this one's pretty cool. for money activities back then, they record it manually. HOW COOL. this one's weigh 20 kg. over 1500 pages.
my personal favorite. the old paper shredder!
my favorite picture. the old building. look at the vandalism. that means a lot to me and to my country.
ok, continue, may dad ask. hey, let's try the busway. AND WE DID! i love busways, done that with nandra. and loved it. so we did, our journey was looooooooooong.
yeap that bus, right over there.
and so my dad was thinking of taking me to the BANK MUSEUM. YES, I LOVE HISTORY. and apparently that particular museum is the best in jakarta. so we stopped at the STASIUN KOTA station. and went thru the underpass which is sooo cool! haha so kampung. from the underpass, we went accross to the museum which is right accross the station.
that's the front, it was awesome. and its just the front. sorry its kinda blurry.
this is like, pretty cool. i can see that people from back then respect and honor coins. and that's pretty cool.
ok, this one's kinda sentimental. my granpa almarhum, was an employee of a bank. and his section was to handle bank-bookings with this particular machine. cool!
this one's to write account addresses.
this one's pretty cool. for money activities back then, they record it manually. HOW COOL. this one's weigh 20 kg. over 1500 pages.
my personal favorite. the old paper shredder!
my favorite picture. the old building. look at the vandalism. that means a lot to me and to my country.
there are actually so many things. there was this room, with attached mesin tik all over the wall. omg. it was so fun, yet very educational. i like history because it is a part of me, it was part of the reason why i was born. it's part of my nationality. it's part of me.
and so the journey back, was hectic. the passangers were crazy. and people just wanna get in to the bus. so we waited patiently. we went back all the way to ratu plaza by bus. what a great day..
last thing to wrap up with. foreigners loved our diversity. i love our diversity. and of you're saying "i love my culture, i love being an indonesian" now i need you to think it over. yes, bali, java, sumatra, or some pretty island in indonesia have "symbolic" cultures. but have you ever think about how they suffer from all that? because sometimes the reasons behind that is because they cannot afford it to go to the city and live the mod life. now if you wear batik or visit bali and watch the sunset in kuta, does it fully mean that you truly care about your culture ? because as far as i'm concerned that's only the beautiful aspect of the word "culture" but the culture is not only batik for god's sake. the culture is how most indonesians use motorcycles, the culture is how indonesians like to wear batik after it turns in to a trend, the culture is how indonesian government likes to corrupt and make the gap even wider, the culture is how indonesians who cannot afford a house and dare to build "rumah liar" in between the trees just to cover themselves from rain, the culture is how indonesians most of the time cannot queue well, the culture is how most indonesians do nonsense to grab their pride, the culture is how indonesians do not care about parts of the culture who needs some attention!
sorry to say this but if you say that you wear batik in the malls NOW while saying that you love and understand our culture, its a big no no. ook around you, fellas. you may buy louise vuitton for thousands of dollars. have you ever know how much factory labors are paid for their 15-hour work? try going to their homes, i'm sure u couldnt keep up with it.
now my point is, that there's a lot more to fix than to show. to show is good, but do not ignore the ones to fix. i'm not saying that i am a "true" indonesian, and telling that you're not. i was just trying to make a point. i retell the sorry of my day evidently to make this point stronger. i am working on being a good citizen, and trying to be a good indonesian that understands our culture at it's best.
people love our diversity. so why not experience that diversity?
and so the journey back, was hectic. the passangers were crazy. and people just wanna get in to the bus. so we waited patiently. we went back all the way to ratu plaza by bus. what a great day..
last thing to wrap up with. foreigners loved our diversity. i love our diversity. and of you're saying "i love my culture, i love being an indonesian" now i need you to think it over. yes, bali, java, sumatra, or some pretty island in indonesia have "symbolic" cultures. but have you ever think about how they suffer from all that? because sometimes the reasons behind that is because they cannot afford it to go to the city and live the mod life. now if you wear batik or visit bali and watch the sunset in kuta, does it fully mean that you truly care about your culture ? because as far as i'm concerned that's only the beautiful aspect of the word "culture" but the culture is not only batik for god's sake. the culture is how most indonesians use motorcycles, the culture is how indonesians like to wear batik after it turns in to a trend, the culture is how indonesian government likes to corrupt and make the gap even wider, the culture is how indonesians who cannot afford a house and dare to build "rumah liar" in between the trees just to cover themselves from rain, the culture is how indonesians most of the time cannot queue well, the culture is how most indonesians do nonsense to grab their pride, the culture is how indonesians do not care about parts of the culture who needs some attention!
sorry to say this but if you say that you wear batik in the malls NOW while saying that you love and understand our culture, its a big no no. ook around you, fellas. you may buy louise vuitton for thousands of dollars. have you ever know how much factory labors are paid for their 15-hour work? try going to their homes, i'm sure u couldnt keep up with it.
now my point is, that there's a lot more to fix than to show. to show is good, but do not ignore the ones to fix. i'm not saying that i am a "true" indonesian, and telling that you're not. i was just trying to make a point. i retell the sorry of my day evidently to make this point stronger. i am working on being a good citizen, and trying to be a good indonesian that understands our culture at it's best.
people love our diversity. so why not experience that diversity?
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