i remember a dstant star beyond that distant sky

Dear Naniey,

staring to the distant light flickering through the  flapping leaves made me recall our last nights in Bali. under the stars,above the rooftop we were amazed on what we have gone through this 7 magical days, or was it only me?

i avoid talking or even describing Bali since it was hard to confront those feelings. the first time ive been overseas, ride a plane and made a passport before that. the people looked the same,dark skin to tanned malay faces that ive come familiar while growing up but something about that island, it is as though the hooks that chain me to the ground have been detached and im free to float,as was peter pan.

but this written post were not specifically to appriciate Bali, but to appriciate the people whose in it when i was there. so here we go.

we arrived Thursday night near to Friday morning,so late until only few people were present at the airport. luggage were carried and i board the front car together with my lecturer and one mechanical engineering student. driver: Pak Nyoman. my eyes glimmer and searched the night for  landmarks and landscapes. curious at every junction,not believing that my families are currently out of reach if any emergencies were to happen to me. for speeding, we were caught by the police but the conflict were quickly resolved.

the gates of Suarsena house was small and we were greeted by an elephant statue covered in small tattoes of moss. the guys were placed in one room of three and that is the first time i saw Dominick. he was reading a German novel about a murder. he worn a blanket over his thighs as the winds blowing to the veranda was cold and icy. his hair was a bit brown to blonde and we had a lovely conversation.

Dominick was a German scholar and was visiting bali with her *(i assume) fiance. we chatted endlessly though there were some awkward silences. beer bottles were accidently broken and foods were exchanged from rambutan to serunding. he is one of those guys whom i wish to see again in the near future through accidental encounters.

6 am and it was already like 7.30 in Malaysia.the sky was coloured white and i freshend up and prepared to click some early pictures. our first day was spend eating breakfast and venturing through the roads to kuta. i drove in Bali. not in the kind of cars that i usually drive, it was a family car. to put more stress the rural roads looked like one laned traffic and lorries and big cars maneuver through it like a boss.

Kuta was hot,money was spend and there is where we eat our first nasi padang. Teh botol was my choice of water and i love it till today.

Saturday, i went to meet my facebook and whassap friend Aditya Wisudarma. i waited him near the monkey forest and was so afraid of the monkeys there. jumping around and appear as if they were nightcrawler and teleport from one place to another.

Aditya brought me to do my reserch at oka coffee plantations and there is where i knew dewa, my informant. we chatted as i was asking endless question about bali traditional coffee. later on i was brought to kintamani and got a glimpse of the Tampaksiring paddy rice fields. it was an enjoyable flight across bali behind a local perspective.

the night dinner was prepared by using the "bunglow's" pot and and instant army style rendang. we ate it with bread and have fun with it.

the following days will be better described using pictures, but to sum up,i've met 6 engineering seniors that were awesome to accept me into their group and let me hang-out with them. We sang in cars, watched performances and laughed out loud!

I've also found a friend that were very supportive of my decisions and passion and gladly walk with me through the late evenings of the Bali skies. Thank you Hidayah. Thanks for trusting me if you know what i mean.

so lets go,to the pictures *(dun worry hudaXD,hudaCS and naniey,this is not the pictures u will be recieving)

p/s: awesome pictures were captured due to the curtosy of wan zul, the mechanical engineering seniors' 50mm. THANKS