Saw the blog drafts which mostly consist of our travel stories! Haha so here is my commitment this week to finalise the whole unfinished posts before we get on another trip. Let’s start from our holiday in Yogyakarta sone time in April. Last year. Yup, 2016! Buckle up, here goes the effort of finishing things I start.
We went on a real quick trip to Jogjakarta, Central Java. Not much of a perfect timing since I was in a middle of a hectic week preparing for an event to work on, however, we managed to have loads of fun despite the facts I still needed to run things over the phone.
It was an afternoon flight so we were headed to the airport after the girls had decent lunch. You know, the most important thing about traveling with kids is to constantly feed them, make them eat and stuff their stomach frequently in moderate portions in order to avoid sickness. Once we arrived at the airport, the girls just didn’t stop showing their joy by speaking so loudly to each other, “we’re going on a trip!” “We’re going by airplane!” And stuff like that. Maddie has become very protective of her sister as well as she always came and chased Izzie just to hold her hand. Hand in hand, these two walked cheerfully all through the check-in into the gate. We didn’t bring any strollers after a few considerations such as the distance of both airports are not that significant and as always, we traveled light. Our single suitcase mostly consisted of food and diapers, in a hope they would be replaced by souvenirs or anything from the destination.
It was exactly nap time for the girls as the plane took off. Izzie and Maddie didn’t waste any time to doze off while Bridget took some time to browse through the inflight magazine before taking a nap. Was probably the shortest flight we had with the girls, only an hour and we were there already! I even needed to wake Izzie up and she was still very much sleepy when we stepped down from the aircraft.
Waiting for boarding has never been boring when you have your fav sisters (and sweets!) as your travel companions.
Anyways, we made it to Jogjakarta’s airport, -which suddenly brought tears to my eyes just to see the place my dad used to learn how to fly an aircraft waay back then during his military years before switching to commercial-, at almost 4. Our hotel transport has texted they’re here and claiming a single baggage didn’t take that long either. So by 4.30 we were all cleared and left for the hotel.
Bridget has started asking about food soon as we arrived at the hotel. No wonder, it was almost 5, dinner time.
Soon as we reached our room, the little mouths were all stuffed with fried noodles I ordered in Jakarta just before we left home. At around 6, we went out to experience Jogjakarta at night by the traditional transport, Becak, aiming for Mirota (now Hamzah) Batik which was only a few minutes away from the hotel. Turned out the place was really crowded and totally inconvinient for kids during Saturday morning. Good for them they found a pretty interesting spot to explore.
We went back to the hotel after the girls’s first Saturday night out and everyone was asleep by 8pm.
It’s time to visit one of the Top 10 Destinations in Indonesia, former World’s Seven Wonders and proof of ancient, machine-less science: Borobudur Temple.
Ready to hit the road after breakfast.
We took off a little late than our initial plan since the driver was late. It took an hour to reach the temple and we were there by 9am after a quick drive-through of our lunch. And when we got there, it was already super hot! Yes, it’s true when they say come as early as possible to avoid the terrible heat. I bought a floppy hat offered by street vendors which eventually came really protective. Too bad the girls refused any kinds of hats, but we rented an umbrella.
We took the bunny car from the entrance to spightly near the temple. Under that kind of heat, no strollers, long walks and three toddlers, I felt like being one of the Fear Factor contestants, minus the fear. Just the crazy challenges. Anyways, we managed to climb to the first level of the temple and that was it, we didn’t want to go any higher considering the heat. Izzie was yawning all the time signaling that her brain needed more oxygen supply so trying not to cause further exhaustion, we took quick snaps then took off.
Ring a round a rosy-ing anywhere!
We were then headed to Solo, a neighboring city where my parent come from on a mission to find my grandma and ancestors’ graveyards. Guided by my mom and GPS, the search was another Fear Factor material – minus the fear, thank you!- with the bumpy roads and three bored girls who had lunch on the go, somebody decided to throw up in the car. Well, good news was our mission was accomplished. After finding the graveyard, we took so little time to browse the city by stopping by one of the Laweyan stores for some batik shopping. Well, it was more of an excuse to freshen up while changing the girls with fresh outfits.
In front of Keraton Surakarta Hadiningrat, the residence of Solo’s royal family.
Three mouths to feed and clothes to change and I suddenly lost my appetite to shop for more batik at one of Laweyan shops.
Serabi Notosuman, the city’s signature food.
Just before dusk, we were already on the road to Yogyakarta again and arrived at the hotel at around 7 pm to find this cute surprise:
Three little individually-wrapped bakpias -Yogyakarta’s signature delicacy- presented on the bed for the three little adventurers. The hotel staff has been really friendly and helpful after knowing that they’re triplets.
After shower, the girls fed their curiosity by munching on bakpia and some yakult before bed time.
Time to go home! But before that, we explored Melia Purosani, the hotel we had been staying at a little bit further after breakfast.
Hi fish, do you wanna play with us?
The performing artists were excited to find a “stage”