I have been wanting to travel solo; like truly alone, with no relatives nor friends I know. These past few days I have finally had my wish! Yay!
I am now writing from a coffee shop in Malang, a lovely city, my 2nd fav after Bandung ;)
The place is called 'Java Dancer'. I think it has great coffee (and pizza.. yum!).
You can find the little, open-spaced coffee shop at :
Jl. Kahuripan 12
Malang 65111
Nearby Bundaran Tugu, Malang
Try the Orange Coffee !
Please leave the sugar alone so you can truly taste the bean
I arrived here yesterday to obtain primary data for my senior thesis.
"Look, baby, how far ma would go to give birth to you", talking to my T**
And I have finally got the permission letter to conduct data collection.
I hope this information could help.
If you have a research and in need of getting primary data.
You can email bromotenggersemerutn@gmail.comand explain briefly your purpose.
An officer then will contact you for a presentation schedule as a requirement of getting permission letter to enter the conservation area and its surroundings.
With the letter in my hand, tomorrow I will depart to Bromo and spend a night there.
I hope I would have enough time to obtain all of the information that I need :)
Anyhow, my purpose of writing this post is to share my happiness of travelling in hijab
(and the attitude that comes with it)!
It helps you get through roadblock.
Last night, I walked around Soekarno Hatta area (Suhat) confusedly.
I was looking for a place to print my proposal for the presentation.
I left at 7 pm, a bit unsure of my destination (I was clueless honestly).
I walked 1,5 km while asking people who, in my opinion, looked friendly.
Being really desperate, a man suddenly offered me a ride on his motorcycle.
Of course, I said no! I might be naive, but not crazy.
So, I continued walking while praying in my heart (read: literally talking to Allah to please help me).
Out of nowhere, I came across a very tiny signage showing "computer rent & printing" service; just 20m across an 'almost unnoticeable' alleyway...
The owner was a moslem woman and she had just parked her motorcycle.
She said she noticed me roaming the street earlier.
What a coincidence, right?!
It protects you and draws good people to your life.
This one was even more magical.
I was walking from the National Park office just then, asking people of how to get to Bundaran Tugu.
I finally got into an 'angkot' (public transport), where an old man offered to help with the direction.
So I hopped on.. And this conversation happened:
Old Man: Where have you been?
Me : I have just visited Bromo Tengger Semeru National Park office.
Old Man: Do you work there? Do you know a person named Indah? She's my niece.
Me : I am sorry, I do not know. I only visit for a research purpose.
Old Man : Oh, so you are a student.. Where are you from?
Me : Yes I am. I am from Jakarta
Long story short, he gave me tips of travelling alone in Malang.
He asked me to be careful, that I should not leave homestay at night
(because he said I looked vulnerable & obviously not a native).
He asked me to visit him whenever I can (and want).
He gave me his name and said that I could find his house just by asking around in his neighborhood.
He said I reminded him of his grandchild, who wore hijab #GoSisterhood :)
What surprised me was that he even paid for my fare!
He even told the driver to drop me near by my destination.
He was a retiree of Indonesian Forest Enterprises (read: Perhutani) and he hoped that my thesis would be helpful & useful for the ministry.
Thank you Pak Haji Slamet. I hope we could meet again someday!
I am so touched.
It makes life easier & lighter.
You know, I think wearing hijab is not just an obligation as a moslem woman;
but it also grows the attitude, which is most important, in my humble opinion.
If you know me before I wore hijab, I knew less about Islam..
Perhaps even far from interested in knowing more.
I just believe in the so-called "golden rules" and "doing good deeds".
But I always question what I want in my life, what I want to become & to do.
For the first time, I feel whole.
I guess getting closer to Allah makes great differences.
Whenever I feel troubled or confused, I become more patient & accepting.
I believe whatever that will happen & has happened are the best things;
either they give lessons nor save me from less-than-great.
Tawakkul (trusting in God's plan) really gives a new level of peace for me.
This trip has taught me things I cannot describe.
I am so grateful for everything, every day, every second that passes.
Alhamdulillah :)
Regards,
Annisa Ayuningtyas
PS: I always thought that my name is very common ..
Questioning why ma & pa named me Annisa, which means "Woman", which is obvious #doh
Now I feel proud whenever I introduce myself as Annisa ;) I am Annisa!
I am now writing from a coffee shop in Malang, a lovely city, my 2nd fav after Bandung ;)
The place is called 'Java Dancer'. I think it has great coffee (and pizza.. yum!).
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You can find the little, open-spaced coffee shop at :
Jl. Kahuripan 12
Malang 65111
Nearby Bundaran Tugu, Malang
Try the Orange Coffee !
Please leave the sugar alone so you can truly taste the bean
I arrived here yesterday to obtain primary data for my senior thesis.
"Look, baby, how far ma would go to give birth to you", talking to my T**
And I have finally got the permission letter to conduct data collection.
I hope this information could help.
If you have a research and in need of getting primary data.
You can email bromotenggersemerutn@gmail.comand explain briefly your purpose.
An officer then will contact you for a presentation schedule as a requirement of getting permission letter to enter the conservation area and its surroundings.
With the letter in my hand, tomorrow I will depart to Bromo and spend a night there.
I hope I would have enough time to obtain all of the information that I need :)
Anyhow, my purpose of writing this post is to share my happiness of travelling in hijab
(and the attitude that comes with it)!
It helps you get through roadblock.
Last night, I walked around Soekarno Hatta area (Suhat) confusedly.
I was looking for a place to print my proposal for the presentation.
I left at 7 pm, a bit unsure of my destination (I was clueless honestly).
I walked 1,5 km while asking people who, in my opinion, looked friendly.
Being really desperate, a man suddenly offered me a ride on his motorcycle.
Of course, I said no! I might be naive, but not crazy.
So, I continued walking while praying in my heart (read: literally talking to Allah to please help me).
Out of nowhere, I came across a very tiny signage showing "computer rent & printing" service; just 20m across an 'almost unnoticeable' alleyway...
The owner was a moslem woman and she had just parked her motorcycle.
She said she noticed me roaming the street earlier.
What a coincidence, right?!
It protects you and draws good people to your life.
This one was even more magical.
I was walking from the National Park office just then, asking people of how to get to Bundaran Tugu.
I finally got into an 'angkot' (public transport), where an old man offered to help with the direction.
So I hopped on.. And this conversation happened:
Old Man: Where have you been?
Me : I have just visited Bromo Tengger Semeru National Park office.
Old Man: Do you work there? Do you know a person named Indah? She's my niece.
Me : I am sorry, I do not know. I only visit for a research purpose.
Old Man : Oh, so you are a student.. Where are you from?
Me : Yes I am. I am from Jakarta
Long story short, he gave me tips of travelling alone in Malang.
He asked me to be careful, that I should not leave homestay at night
(because he said I looked vulnerable & obviously not a native).
He asked me to visit him whenever I can (and want).
He gave me his name and said that I could find his house just by asking around in his neighborhood.
He said I reminded him of his grandchild, who wore hijab #GoSisterhood :)
What surprised me was that he even paid for my fare!
He even told the driver to drop me near by my destination.
He was a retiree of Indonesian Forest Enterprises (read: Perhutani) and he hoped that my thesis would be helpful & useful for the ministry.
Thank you Pak Haji Slamet. I hope we could meet again someday!
I am so touched.
It makes life easier & lighter.
You know, I think wearing hijab is not just an obligation as a moslem woman;
but it also grows the attitude, which is most important, in my humble opinion.
If you know me before I wore hijab, I knew less about Islam..
Perhaps even far from interested in knowing more.
I just believe in the so-called "golden rules" and "doing good deeds".
But I always question what I want in my life, what I want to become & to do.
For the first time, I feel whole.
I guess getting closer to Allah makes great differences.
Whenever I feel troubled or confused, I become more patient & accepting.
I believe whatever that will happen & has happened are the best things;
either they give lessons nor save me from less-than-great.
Tawakkul (trusting in God's plan) really gives a new level of peace for me.
I could feel like the luckiest person in the world
finding place to print my proposal that night;
taking only one day to get my permission letter;
meeting a very nice old man to give me direction;
finding a mosque while I was questioning where I could do Asr prayer;
I guess Allah will hug you lovingly if you draw yourself closer
This trip has taught me things I cannot describe.
I am so grateful for everything, every day, every second that passes.
Alhamdulillah :)
Regards,
Annisa Ayuningtyas
PS: I always thought that my name is very common ..
Questioning why ma & pa named me Annisa, which means "Woman", which is obvious #doh
Now I feel proud whenever I introduce myself as Annisa ;) I am Annisa!
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