Until the year 2017, I have done camping TWICE in my entire life, you all. TWICE. Please note that this is actually some kind of grand achievements for me. I might seem like having a lot of savage manly traits in me, but deep down inside, I am a dainty, feminine lady. Spending nights in wilderness,...

I am sure that every one of us has been asked questions to which there is only one correct answer. Let say after a meal at a restaurant, the waiter comes to your table and ask if you would like a dessert, you say “yes”, no matter what you’ve had as a meal. “No” would be an appropriate response. Besi...

It was a dreadful afternoon when we visited Meknes, Fes' sister city. The sun was acting like my mom when she found out I broke her antique vase and hid the shattered pieces under the wardrobe: unforgiving. I was drenched in my own sweat like a pickled gherkin, I was constantly thirsty, and the dust...

I flew back to Indonesia on last November to see family and friends and it was a goddamn mess. Not the friends and family, they were as great as always. I mean if any of them are reading this which I am sure they're not because they think blogging is so yesterday but that’s okay, I love them an...

Fez or Fes, in which both writings should be read as FeZZZ (with big and multiple z, because it is that exotic), is full of charm and memories, especially its medina. Whose memories? Everyone's and every soul's that has lived or visited this magical place. I kid you not, the medina dates back almost...