Jakarta

Assalamualaikum … Peace be with y’all,

🙂

Back from Jakarta trip. This trip was different then the countless times I went there. Usually, we’d stay at my uncle’s place. But this time, we stayed outside of main Jakarta and in a hotel. Simply cause it’s nearer to the places that we’re going to shop at.

The night before the flight, I didn’t sleep. At 6am I asked my mum what time we were leaving. She said 645. So, I rushed and got ready. Turns out, she’ll start getting ready at 645. Urghhh!!!

Don’t we all dislike our parents rushing us to get ready thinking we’ll be later than them but in the end we’re always earlier… Been there. Yet to do that.

In the end, I took a nap. Woke up with one side crumpled scarf. Mehh… I’m cool.

Anyways, while reaching Jakarta, still in the aircraft, I had a terrible headache. Suddenly. It came without warning. It just one side and hits the nerve, I think. Heh. Might also be the air pressure. don’t know la!

Kept sleeping in the car from place to place … Haha… That night, we knocked out by 10pm. I heard my mum’s phone ringing but tiredness rule, then. So, ignore it and sleep!!

Damage done on first night.

The hotel does not have iron! I was appalled. I rolled my clothes and shawls. Die. Mati-mati. Tentu mati! Thank god I’m sucha cool person *yes, vomit rainbow, errbaddeh!* So, for the entire 4 days, I went around Jakarta in un-iron clothes.

oh! oh!

Dian, fashion designer for Dian Pelangi 🙂

Happened to meet her. Probably cause she’s packing and I happen to be there.

And then, we visited my mum’s patient in the morning. He’s got 3 kids and the youngest is Kenzo. He is so cute! Stay that way k?? 🙂

When there’s a baby called Kenzo, I usually think of

Kenzo Lee … Haha..Nevertheless, both is cute and adorbs 🙂

Anyway,

at Jenahara boutique. Look at how they twirl the shawls!

reminds me of Cotton Candy or Ice Fairy ice-cream cone… Haha!

We went to MOI, Mall Of Indonesia and on the way home, my mum pointed this to me,

Mum: Kedai, Mak Syukur. Gambar, Pak Syukur.
Shop is called Miss. Picture, shows Mr.

Before leaving, we head to Carrefour cause there’s always things to buy at the supermarket!

Sucha pretty cake.

Look at le candies!! So pretty I want them all. But, I don’t like nor eat them. So, I’ll just look at them.

On the way back, I asked my mum if she wants to go San Fransisco. Haha. She was giving me the look and said, “banyak hal engkau eh.” You’re crapping too much.

San Francisco Bay, Jakarta.

Heh, Gotcha mum!

3rd Day, mum’s patient wife brought us out for lunch,

The fish wasn’t the best that I’ve tasted but the long long green brown thing there, it’s kangkong fried in some nice batter. It tastes sooooooooooooo good! Gonna make my maid make some. Hahaha…

We went to main Jakarta afterwards and first stop is Tanah Abang. My mum’s shopping heaven. My worst nightmare. In Singapore, it’s worst then Ramadan bazaar. In Kuala Lumpur, it’s worst than Masjid India. I can cry.

Leaving the place, as we did not have driver for that day, we had to cab and we couldn’t find a blue bird cab (the most trusted cab in Indonesia) so, we just smack one cab. I got pissed off from … I’m not sure of what

and I turned into a diva. Shades on means, don’t talk to me. Yes! That’s my specs underneath. My trademark. Haha. This is the largest shades I have… Thank you…..YSL!

Ended up at my uncle’s place, for dinner together,