Indeed. It’s a shame confession of a geologist technical geology graduated who supposes to be familiar or becomes one with map. At January 29, 2013, I got my first field break at my new office. As usual, before going to where my father and sister live, Sangatta, East Borneo, I gave myself a break and it was at Surabaya. Actually, that was an intentional lost. Because I wasn’t interested travel to that second largest city in Indonesia, something important drove me there, so I just let myself lost. Before travelling, I usually prepare everything, I never forget my 5W+2H; where to stay, where to go, what to do, what to see, what to eat, how to get around, how much money do I need (budget plan), I never want to miss even a little thing. But, I was too lazy and that an intentional laziness too. Yess, those lazy viruses were attacked me really hard that time. LOL.
Instead of preparing anything, I was going with the wind blows to where my will and mind led me and resulting scattered points, directionless moving, and dispersed routes as below.
That didn’t mean I had no fun or I didn’t enjoy it. I did. It even surprised me. So, let’s discover the route. Green Route. While I was strolling to the southern area of my hostel, Jalan Kayoon, its street cleanness and tidy gave me a warm and tranquility feeling. So it pushed my leg to walk more. I entered each narrow street in between. What surprised me, there were old buildings. Oh yeah, for information, I’m interested with historical building even though I have zero knowledge about architecture style. But, most of time, when I see one, my instinct will say, “Okeh, this is not just an ordinary building, take a picture!” kekekekekekeke. This time I just took a few buildings because most of the building is used for public and I was too afraid to be suspected as a criminal :D.
As I was walking further, like the green dispersed routes, I caught some interesting pictures.
I really enjoyed how my leg and my instinct brought me finding the other astonishing objects. These were how Jalan Yos Sudarso spoiled my eyes.
How could i regret these findings? \^0^/
When I thought I had traveled so far from my hostel, I went back to intersection that I had became familiar with and then continue with the black route with west – Northwest direction. I loved how this street gave me that historical vibe, mmm, i think I’m getting to excessive :0.
I even found this historical hotel; it was written on my Junior high school history book; Orange hotel. It surprised me and satisfied my eyes.
When the breeze was slowly disappearing, I forced my leg went back to my intersection while memorizing these wonderful walks.
Finally I awarded my thirst self with (actually) popular Zhangrandi Ice Cream, since Dutch time, which I found unintentionally on my way through Jalan Yos Sudarso. My heart was captured by the atmosphere.
So, my unintentional historical adventure was finished at Zhangrandi, but it memories will last forever. I guess.
I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move. –Robert Louis Stevenson-