tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18845542025889976932023-11-15T23:46:49.208-08:00INTERNATIONAL TRADE INFONeneng Tariganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01246751871415766917noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1884554202588997693.post-62091521659334507222013-01-01T14:03:00.002-08:002013-01-01T14:03:39.641-08:00KUALA LUMPUR, MALAYSIA<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.</b></div>
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<b> Part of Chow Kit area, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia</b></div>
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<b>I have been too this city, several times already since decades ago. </b><br />
<b>Having very bad experience of loosing my purse in a five star international chain hotel where I used to stay, makes Kuala Lumpur the last in the list of my travel destination in Asia. </b></div>
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<b>This time, I visited Kuala Lumpur with two purposes: (1). To maintain the validity of my Flying Blue, KLM frequent flier or miles. (2) To run away from Christmas, since I have a very big arguments with my brothers and sisters. I quarreled with them, because they sold my mom's house in August 2012 without my knowing; and they took away and shared all of my belongings there without my permission. I have accidentally found out that my mom's house was gone on 4 November 2012 when I phoned them and asked about their health after they didn't call me for about a month. (Note: I built half of the house, installed the phone line, electricity and water as well as the fence, paid the tax and everything because none of them have a permanent job, although they are all already married and have children to take care. They took everything for granted and I was simply just their milk cow. As usual, I didn't get anything, but for sure they may have a lot of trouble later when they finished all of their illegal money)</b></div>
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<b>I booked a hotel via <a href="http://www.booking.com/">www.booking.com</a>, the same also for a return train ticket for KLIA express from the Airport to KL Central via <a href="http://www.kliaekspres.com/">www.kliaekspres.com</a>. Very convenient and easy. It is very safe to travel with KLIA Express, even in the middle of the night for a woman like me.</b></div>
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<b>So there I stayed in Kuala Lumpur for Christmas. </b><br />
<b>In terms of infra structure and the cleanliness, Kuala Lumpur is more advanced than Jakarta. People in Kuala Lumpur is more discipline with the traffic, so we hardly find long traffic jammed here. Flood is also not an issue in Kuala Lumpur. The city is green and the traffic is in order. </b><br />
<b>I stayed for 5 days at a tree star hotel Elenga, a new hotel in Chow Kit, Kuala Lumpur, only 15 minutes walk from KLCC where The Petronas twin towers located; and 5 minutes walk from Sogo department store and Maju Junction shopping mall, Bandar Raya. </b><br />
<b>I paid only about US $ 200,- for the whole nights for standard room, king bed, including breakfast for two person. They gave me two coupons although I was alone. The room has so many facilities such as speed wi-fi, LCD TV, coffee maker, refrigerator and a big drawer, with big shower room, very clean towels as well as clean bed sheets that they change every day. </b><br />
<b>I booked the hotel via <a href="http://booking.com/">http://booking.com</a>, but one can book it directly at <a href="http://www.kl-hotels.com/elenga-hotel/">http://www.kl-hotels.com/elenga-hotel/</a> or via <a href="http://www.agoda.com/asia/malaysia/kuala_lumpur/elenga_hotel...">http://www.agoda.com/asia/malaysia/kuala_lumpur/elenga_hotel...</a> Remember, the price is changing seasonly.<br />From the airport to KL central; I took a KLIA express train for return ticket only RM 70 (US $ 1 = RM 3) which is valid for 1 year since the booking on line at <a href="http://www.kliaekspres.com/">http://www.kliaekspres.com/</a><br />From KL Central to Elenga Hotel, I took a taxi for only RM 20 one way, but one can also take a city train, stop in Chow Kit for only RM 2.5; very cheap but I didn't do it because I arrived at 12:00 mid night. I also used budget taxi with the same price from the hotel to Kuala Lumpur Central station, when I was about heading back to Indonesia.</b><br />
<b>Food price is almost the same with Jakarta, but I am not so fond of Malaysian food which I think a bit different with Indonesian ones. However, it depends on ones' taste of course. The great thing about Malaysian restaurant is; we can report to Consumer Protection Board if we find the restaurant is dirty or not in line with the Malaysian standard for cleanliness and healthy restaurant.</b><br />
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<b> Report, if you find the restaurant dirty. Every restaurant actually is obliged to put this kind of banner on their walls</b><br />
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<b>Small restaurant, not only clean but also equipped with wi-fi and LCD TV</b><br />
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<b>The people, especially the Melayu are very nice and friendly, but the taxi drivers, ohoho...we must be careful. Some are really very bad and will charge us double if we stop them in the middle of the crowd or book them late at night, so better book via their head office and report them immediately if they did something harm or cheating. </b></div>
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<b>For fashion and malls, Jakarta is much more advance; and else, most Malaysian visit Indonesia for shopping, playing golf, entertaining and exploring beautiful places in Indonesia.</b></div>
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<b>Unlike in Indonesia, Christmas is rather quiet in Kuala, Lumpur. Here we can only find Christmas trees in 5 star hotels and big shopping malls. So, not to much to see and nothing valuable to shop for my fashion business.</b><br />
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<b> Christmas at Sogo department store, Bandaraya, KL</b><br />
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<b>It was really safe traveling in Kuala Lumpur and used the train. Something that the Indonesian government can learn from.</b><br />
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<b> The city train, pass every 10 minutes and reach almost every part of Kuala Lumpur</b></div>
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<b>Over all, I loved my Christmas vacation in Kuala Lumpur. It was nice being away from Indonesia and enjoyed my solitary Christmas in KL. I have tried to forget everything about my family affairs, although it is so hard and painful. </b><br />
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The city view from my hotel room<br />
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Actually the most famous land mark of Kuala Lumpur is the Petronas Twin Towers, the tallest sky scrapers in the world. However since everyone knows about the towers. I would rather used other buildings nearby my hotel, just to share a bit about the environment around Chow Kit area.</div>
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Neneng Tariganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01246751871415766917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1884554202588997693.post-52577923080116774372012-02-20T07:30:00.000-08:002012-02-20T04:19:25.719-08:00VISIT INDONESIA 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Indonesia, the largest archipelago country in the world, with more than 17,000 islands, 700 local dialects, various religions and believes, hundreds of different ethnic groups, make it as the most unique country on earth.</b></div>
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<b>Though Indonesia to some extend is still having a little lack of basic infrastructures such as roads, transportation, electricity and water, most particularly in some isolated areas or remote islands; million of intriguing tourists are still visiting and exploring the majestic beauty and natural grandeur look of this magical country. It richness with natural resources, mining, sauna, fauna and warmth tropical weather make Indonesia is the best destination any time. Yes, Indonesia has two seasons; wet seasons (raining) from October to April and dry season (hot) from April to October, but both seasons are worth visit! And don't forget that Indonesia also has snow in Mount Jaya Wijaya Papua! God bless Indonesia with all of these treasures and we would like to share the beauty of Indonesia with the rest of the world!</b></div>
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<b>Come and visit Indonesia! Enjoy our warmth welcome and friendship. Let us create peace together and make this world a better living.</b></div>
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<b>The following slides just show a little part of Indonesia's beautiful spots to visit and after that I will show you some spa, massages, handicrafts etc that makes Indonesia as one of the most remarkable traveling experiences in your life, I assure you!</b><br />
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<b> Mount Bromo, East Java</b></div>
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<b>Mount Jaya Wijaya, Papua Province, Indonesia </b></div>
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<b> Tha crater of Mount Tangkuban Perahu, West Java</b></div>
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<b>A rice field in Ubud, Bali</b></div>
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<b>Raja Ampat Island, Papua, Indonesia</b><br />
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<b>Enjoying nail painting in Bali Island </b><br />
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<b>Seafood restaurant Bandar Jakarta, Ancol</b></div>
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<b> Umang Island Resort, Banten</b></div>
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<b>Spa and massage in Jakarta</b></div>
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<b>Night life, Jakarta</b></div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Zgi66Isq4sQK1QP3LV5xGbI8l-BKZQCpzZ8sXSaej_hxUThAxCOvrH8_Xqdf43aZN00RwydQRsNieNJ1ElY4Ije70GWqzDTaz6G1BwcFQw9ZUlIGNqkV6q3vqMX65MmScEzSjRcuu2Ys/s1600/CIMG0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Zgi66Isq4sQK1QP3LV5xGbI8l-BKZQCpzZ8sXSaej_hxUThAxCOvrH8_Xqdf43aZN00RwydQRsNieNJ1ElY4Ije70GWqzDTaz6G1BwcFQw9ZUlIGNqkV6q3vqMX65MmScEzSjRcuu2Ys/s320/CIMG0138.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: cyan;">New Zealand is the 45</span><sup style="color: cyan;">th</sup><span style="color: cyan;"> country that I had been to. The first time when I was about landed in the International airport of Christ Church New Zealand, a parade of beautiful snowy mountains under a shiny blue sky and a dazzling white cotton cloud welcomed all passengers on-board the air plane who for the first time or many times would still be amazed by the beauty of the heavenly scenery. </span></div></div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm;">Observing down the air plane, the mountains seemed stand so solid and quiet, the tranquility that brings peace to all hearts especially those who for the first time landed in this heavenly garden country.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0AGL20-41fgnf00pQ1Zq3wgLbnb5YNoJAxa3JwbRZ3fVMMn47RyqSa8pvdsh1Hl9LbNB8bU_bSQdoA9XAn3cTEMXgCWe4OYExINEPHc0F9GX_-i2hNaiP5-wfOAN1M8W5nTChEwQ8k4h/s1600/CIMG0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz0AGL20-41fgnf00pQ1Zq3wgLbnb5YNoJAxa3JwbRZ3fVMMn47RyqSa8pvdsh1Hl9LbNB8bU_bSQdoA9XAn3cTEMXgCWe4OYExINEPHc0F9GX_-i2hNaiP5-wfOAN1M8W5nTChEwQ8k4h/s320/CIMG0139.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="color: cyan;">From the airport to the center of Christ Church, I can see still the effects of the earthquakes. Major parts of the city have been badly affected; many roads, bridges, churches, houses, sky scrapers were cracked, twisted, leaned and even collapsed; the re-construction and repairing of the public facilities have been put in place including the rebuild of the city's wastewater networks, roads, public building etc.</div><div style="color: cyan;">According to my local tour guides, about 900 buildings included sky scrapers, hotels and some public buildings such as sport stadium in the center of the city alone will be demolished. The long term plan is, only 5 stories new building can be enacted in the center of the city and 4 stories in the out skirt.</div></div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">The affected houses that had been surveyed by the insurance company are marked with red, orange, and green placard; the red meant the houses are no longer safe to live in and the people should be moved to the temporary houses built by the government, until their houses have been fully repaired or totally re-built. Orange meant there should be a greater repair taken place than the green one, but in both kind of houses people are still safe to live in. </div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">Another scary view is when looking at the houses in the hill side, most specifically those that are located nearby the coastline. Many of them are in critical condition and some already fallen down from the hill. In order to secure the underneath roads from the landslide, the hillsides along the coast line were fenced by hundreds of containers, so that the volcanic stones and the houses on top of the hills would not fall on the passers cars or any vehicles that pass on the roads beneath the hill side.</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">During the February earth quake, hundreds of big stones with weight up to more than 100 kg rolled down from the hill and hit the houses and the cattle below. Luckily, the earthquake occurred at 1 o clock in the afternoon, so people were still able to run for their life, except unfortunately the Christ Church TV building in the city center that vertically collapsed like a pan cake and taken more than 100 of its staff dead. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">Christ Church was hardly hit by the earthquake in September 2010, since then, hundreds more earthquakes occurred, the biggest as recorded was in February and the June 2011. The February earth quake was the worst and had ruined major part of the city center and many buildings in the hill side.<br />
Since I arrived in the beginning of Spring in Christ Church New Zealand on 20<sup>th</sup> September 2011 till I left on the 1 October 2011, I experienced several light tremors might be around 1 to 3 scale Richter magnitude earth quakes, however, coming from the islands country, Indonesia, with the condition almost the same as New Zealand, that both countries are sitting on the Pacific Ring of Fire, it makes me a little bit used to this kind of situation, so I just continue doing my activities, sleeping or traveling around the South Island even when the tremors occurred. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">In spite of the earthquake, Christchurch is still the gateway to the South Island and as the second largest city in New Zealand after Auckland. This city is still keeping its natural beauty being one of the most outstanding garden city in the world. The Citizen of Christ Church called their city as the “Munted “ city, which is correct, but it is not dangerous at all to live in Christ Church except some part in the city center. </div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">I stayed in small accommodation nearby the North New Brighton beach; in a studio room that is fully equipped with a private kitchen and its utensils, shower, big flat TV, iron, hair dryer, freezer, heater, microwave which cost me about NZ$ 70.- per night. Tour and clothes are very expensive in New Zealand, I think that is reasonable because, almost all of the consumer products in this country are imported. However, public transportation such as buses and train are comfortably available in fair fares and that made my short stay in Christ Church was wonderful! </div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">The only inconvenient that I had to face was some tours that I had already booked in advance were unilaterally canceled by the local travel agent due to the lack of attendants. The earthquake shrunk the tourism sector in Christ Church up to 90%. Nevertheless, I still had fun and enjoyed my trips around; city touring up to Lyttleton, looking for the whales in Kaikoura though we could not fine one because it was a breeding time for the whales, enjoying the panoramic view of Edoras where the Lord of the Ring was taken place for filming. 4X4 wheel driving off roading and jet boating in the Alpine and enjoying also traveled by the trans Alpine train and by the helicopter while searching for the whales. The tours were fantastic and the foods in Christ Church restaurants were all tasty! <br />
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In Christ Church I met with some tourists from USA, UK, Indonesia and Japan and we felt nothing but safe, peace and happy.</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: cyan; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">Except for Air Asia bad service or the worst I had ever experience with international airlines, the rest of my trips around Christ Church is splendid! As a note I will never fly internationally again with Air Asia. Once is more than enough with this Air line!</div><br />
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I have so many dreams that I would like to pursue, one of them is to visit this beautiful country. When I was study and posted in the Netherlands, back in 1980s to 1990s, I dare not go to this country because of safety reason, though it might not be true. So after my retirement, I think it is time to visit Ireland, and yes, finally I found how grateful I am for the blessing God gives me and how very much I fallen in love with this beautiful country. I don't want to take much of your time, I present my story in slides with little comment in it, with hope that you can also enjoy the beauty of the country!</div>
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Part 2: My Guardian Angel in Dublin</div>
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"Hey" she said:'' You again. We met at Information Desk at O' Connell remember?" Yes, of course I remember this young lady Viktoria Kozmon, a Slovakian girl who worked at Tourism Information Centre in Dublin and who helped directed me in using the Dublin Pass in combination with Hop on Hop off and the Air Coach. It was because of her information I was then able to maximally enjoyed my 3 days exploration of the City and return to the airport 4 days after, using the air coach.</div>
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Part 3: Never Look Down on Irish Driver</div>
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I think, Irish drivers are the most professional drivers in the world. They are not only driving, but they can be our great guides and very knowledgeable historian at the same time. Maybe only in Ireland we can find professional and very effective drivers like them. Please take note that many roads in Ireland, especially in the country sides are small, but they can drive skilfully while telling us all the story and history of magical Ireland!</div>
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Part 4: Historical Dublin </div>
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Part 5: The Beautiful Couple and My "Magic Seals.</div>
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Beautiful couple: Michal Rupinski and Marlena Rupinska</div>
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My beloved: Irish Navy Seal (Love in the first sight!)</div>
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<span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><strong>ISTANBUL: BEYOND IMAGINATION</strong></span><br />
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By: Neneng Tarigan<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Part I: Traveling.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Traveling around the globe for some, especially the rich is like a life style, but for most people especially the have not, or those with limited budget like me, is actually a dream and a desire. Nonetheless, for all people in this universe I believe traveling makes us all, as we were all living in heaven on earth. I did say that because, my late father would happily spent 70% of his income for the food, the education and the domestic traveling experiences for his 7 beloved naughty children. As I grew older, because of my education and work, I then was able to travel to more than 40 countries in the world and would do that again till my last breath taken me away from this world. I will work hard, save and spend my income especially for traveling.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Traveling makes me stronger as a Christian believer. I love to see places, to admire what God has created to the world and to the human beings. I presumed other religion shared the same views in their own ways.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Part II: Missperception.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Istanbul is always one of my dream places to visit and see. I heard and watch many beautiful stories about this historical city from friends, TVs and internets. However, before I departed to Istanbul on 9 February 2011, my friends shared the unpleasant experiences they had with the taxi drivers, the hypnotists and the lost of their precious things in the lift or while they were among crowds in Istanbul and Ankara. Aghast, few months before my traveling, 3 Turkish consisted of a lady and two men were caught by CCTV, hypnotizing sales girls and stole some money and goods in one of the supermarkets in Indonesia. So, this bad impression embeded in my head before I departed to Istanbul.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Arriving at Ata Turk International Airport of Istanbul I was so horribly shock, because my baggage seemed so very much changed, no plastic cover or first priority tag embeded in the bag, but the small lock still hang as it was untouched at all, so I presumed the Dutch security or KLM was applying a new rule that no plastic cover allowed on board of KLM. I didn't have any guts to open and check my luggage that time, not only because there were only few people left at the baggage claim counter since my luggage was one among the latest that came out from the rolling rail, but I also I was so frantic that if I open and check my luggage, I might be hypnotized by some strangers around. Traveling alone make me always full in control and have a very high alert of what is happening around me. So I calmed down myself, went to the toilet for call of nature.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Out of the baggage claim, I looked for the taxi to take me to the hotel I booked. I had been fully informed by the internet, that distance between Kent Hotel Beyazit and the airport is 20 minutes drive. Then, I went to the taxi counter and asked how much would it be from the airport to the Hotel; the man in the counter said: “US$60.-” I said: “Why is that so expensive, it is not so far away?” “Well”: he said: “I give you US$100.- for return ticket.” I said: “Why should I take a return ticket, I don't have any plan to return to this airport today?” “Well, that is the price I can give”: he said. I didn't respond to what he said and just walked out from the airport lobby and saw so many people waited for the taxi. Actually there were many taxi queing around, but seemed, nobody take the taxi. A policeman came and approaching me and said “ You need a taxi mam?” “Yes I do”: I said. Then he said: “Take this one.” “Well, how much is it”: I said. “Fifty dolar”: He said. “ No way, I don't want to pay that much, I need a taxi meter” :I said. Then he said to me politely: “This is a taxi meter mam, you pay may be only 30 Turkish Lira (Note US$1.- = 1.59 TL)” and then he ordered the taxi driver to take me to Kent Hotel and use the agrometer. The policeman spoke to me very convincingly:”Don't worry mam, you are in a good hand”</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Entering the taxi, I said to the driver:”Assalamualaikum” He was rather surprised and answered me:”Walaikumsalam, are you Muslim” “No”: I said:”I am Christian, but it is accustom in my country Indonesia to greet people that way” “Ooo...”: he said:”No program, Christian, Muslim the same” I understand what he meant with “No program is no problem” Ice breaking and we became very friendly. On the way to the hotel, I took a lot of picture with my cell phone, he seemed a little bit panic, maybe he tought I was taking his picture, but actually I was not and I would never do that without permission. He said: “What a very beautiful cell phone, can I see?” I show him the phone without suspicion and he gave it back nicely to me.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Along the way to Kent Hotel, I was totally overwhelmed by the beauty of Istanbul. So many open spaces and public facilities along the Golden Horn river and the Bosphorus strait. “Oh my God” : I said to the driver: “I knew that Istanbul is beautiful, but this is really beyond my imagination.”</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The city is so clean and beatiful; the remnants of the historical buildings, the mosques, the fortresses, the parks, the cemeteries, the boats, the trams, the buses, the views, every single thing is so fantastically beautiful.....I must say...Istanbul is heaven on earth!!! I didn't exagerate this. I have been to Cancun and Los Cabos Mexico, they are beautiful too, but this one is so special, so exotic, so warmth though the temprature that time was only 10 Celsius Centigrade Degree. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Arriving at the hotel, I paid the taxi for Tl 40.- though the meter says only TL 32.- “Take the change”: I said:” I like you, because you are a good guy” He seemed so happy and with smile he said:”Alhamdulilah mam, may Allah bless you more than what you gave to me” “I pray for you and your family too, Chentin! (It was his name); thank you so much for taking me here safely”. We said good bye and that was the first pleasant memory I had in Istanbul!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">In the hotel entrance, I was welcomed by the bell boy and the receptionist. They served me with a little cup of aromatic delicious Turkish tea. They check my booking and said:”Yes mam, everything is settled, you paid us already, this is your key, this is your wi-fi code and my colleague will take you to your room” Gee ...I said in my heart, how very polite. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The standard room of this four star hotel is comfortable. Free wi-fi, beautiful shower room, LCD TV, king bed, hair dryer, deposit box, well of course I can't compare it with Marriott Hotel where I am a member, because Marriott is five star hotel chain and I am only able to stay in that kind of hotel during promotion period, but this hotel room is quite clean, this is the first thing I need in a hotel. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">I had no small change to give to the bell boy. I can't give him US10.-; US 5.- may be, but not US$10.- I am not rich, so I just say thanks to him. That handsome bell boy smile politely and noded. Another pleasant experience I had with Turkish people.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Part III: The Joy of Shopping and the Lost of Precious Thing.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Kent Hotel, beyazit, Istanbul, is a four star hotel, located in one of the main street plus touristic area where tram, public buses, taxi, shopping centre, grand bazaar, old mosques, univercities, museums, leather goods, textiles, carpets, jewelries, handycrafts etc are located and all reachable by walking distance. The vendors and the retailers are all very helpful and polite. They bargain, but they don't force us to buy. I went to the Grand Bazar, walking alone and I felt so safe, people were very friendly, no hypnotists at all. They asked me: “Hey are you Philippinas or are you Malaysian” I said:”No, I am Indonesian” So...you are Muslim?” “Nope, I am Christian: I said” and they were smile and answered me back:”No...program or no problem...the same...” I smile..I love these friendly peoples... I felt as if I stayed among friends....how very fortunate I was.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">First day in Istanbul, after shopping, I fall in a very deep sleep. The next day I went for another shopping, I realize that people here are highly fashionable, they have high quality products, of course the goods are quite expensive at least to me as Indonesian where, food, textiles and almost everything in my country relatively much cheaper than in Turkey. However, I can't help my self of not buying, the goods were all too good to be left avoided, so I just shopped and shopped till my legs and hands got tired and cramped...Geee....I love shopping in this place...though I know I will regret later for these excessive and incontrollable spendings.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The second day then I realized that I lost the laptop and it wires from my luggage. “Come on Neneng”: I said to myself after analyzing and looked at the luggage. I probably lost it already in my own airport in Jakarta, because, they were the one who did screen my bag there and they knew what the contents were. It was also my mistake of putting the laptop inside the baggage, instead of carrying it in the cabin bag. But I regret why KLM did not pay attention to their passangers bags and why there were still a very weak control towards the handlings system including the way they handle their passangers bags in the airport. I really feel unsecured because there were many important office files inside the laptop which I have not erase yet after my retirement in 1 November last year. Of course the Hewlet Pacard laptop was locked and need a password to open it, but thieves are more skillfull, so I could only wish these criminals will get cought one day!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Part IV: The Historical Istanbul and The Most Professional Travel Agency Ever.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The third day in Istanbul I went to a Full day tour with Turista Travel Agency which I booked from my country via the internet. I got mad first because they did not pick me up till 3 phone calls I made to remind them about my schedule. With lot of apologize they fetched me at my hotel and brought me to the tour. Mustafa, our young tour guide welcome me and waited at the Spice Bazaar where the tour begun. There were only 7 people in the tour; a couple from the Philippines, Randa a young man from Srilanka, Laila and her mom from Switzerland, Gloria from Peru and I. They were all busy shopping in the spice store recommended by Mustafa when I met them. After taken some pictures and grabbed some pistaches and tea boxes to bring home, I went out from the bazaar. For me, taken pictures of the historical buildings around was the most important.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Spice Bazaar is the second oldest bazaar in Istanbul and built between 1597 and 1664. Like Grand Bazaar, Spice Bazaar is also very clean and they are not only selling spices, but also, gold, jewelries, silver, carpets, clothes etc.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Side by side with Spice Bazaar, we can find several mosques in the square and the largest around this corner is Rustem Pasha Mosque a roman style mosque built in 1560 for Rustem Pasha, son in law and the grand vizier of Suleyman the Magnificent. As usual some vendors will approach us and offer us to buy some stuff such as perfumeries, watches, handicrafts etc. Don't worry, they would never force us to buy although they are very persuasive and active. To me, they are people, with full spirit to survive and I really admired their spirit. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">After Spice Bazaar we went for a cruising along the Bosphorus Strait. Hundreds of boats big and small busily cruising along this beautiful strait. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The Bosphorus strait connects the sea of Marmara to the Black Sea and separates Europe and Asia, making Istanbul one of the most beautiful cities in the world and the only one city built astride two continents (according to our local guide Mustafa, there is another small town in Turkey lies astride two continent like Istanbul that they called ...., but they just mentioned Istanbul since Istanbul is one of the most attractive cities in Turkey for foreign tourists). According to Mustafa, 9 million people live in the Asian side of Istanbul that is used more as residential area and 6 million live in the European side that is more as commercial centre of Istanbul. This cruise along the Bosphorus will allow us to admire the Dolmabahce Palace, the Beylerbeyi Palace, the Ciragan Palace, the Rumeli Fortress, ancient wooden villas and bridges and all the wonderful and unige maritime landscapes along the strait or in the hill as you can see in the following slides. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">After cruising, we went up to Camlica Hill by bus for lunch. I chose beef kebab as my main meal and some of us prefered chicken kebab (we only have two kind of meals). The taste of the kebab was fantastic and I really enjoy the view and the food they served us there. Camlica Hill, is the highest point in Istanbul, exposing a panoramic view of Istanbul city and Bosphorus from the best point of view. Unfortunately I run out of batery, but I was able to ask the freelance photographer to take some pics of me as you can see in this page.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Feeling full, we continued our journey to pass by Ortakoy or Taksim area. Ortaköy, is a cosmopolitan area, bordering waters of the Bosphorus with communites of Turk, Greeks, Armenians and Jews. The neighbourhood hosts many different religions. We can see synagouge, orthodox church, and mosques stand side by side in this area showing the multiculture of Turkish communities. Ortakoy or Taksim is also a popular spot for locals and tourists who love with art galleries, night clubs, restaurants, and various other entertainments.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Our last tour destination that day was visiting Dolmabache Palace. Dolmabahce Palace, was the first European style palace built by Ottoman Sultans between 1843 and 1846.This is the last residence for Ottoman Sultans with 365 rooms, 22 saloons and 68 bath rooms, but hey ... tourists are not allowed to use any bath rooms for pee, we have to get out and take public toilets for nature calls. Dolmabache Palace is also famous with its great collections of European antiquities, furnitures and 4.5 tons chandelier (Wow...that was the first time in life I saw big chandelier like that). According to Mustafa, in order to rule, sometimes the brother of the sultans or even their son had to killed each other to succeed the previous sultans and if they got caught, they will be prisoned at Princes Islands whih is located accross the Istanbul city. Atatürk (The Great Mustafa Kemal Ataturk/ The Father and the first president of Turkey) lived the final part of his life in the residential part of the palace and died there. Ataturk is respected and admired by all Turkish as the father of that nation since he was the one who introduced the Modern Turkey, not only by replacing the Arabic character into latin character, but to make peace among religions of his people! Ataturk born on 12 March 1881 in Thessaloniki with military background and died on 10th November 1938; we can see his pictures hanging on the city wall between Taksim and Dolmabache Palace. But I think, that most Turkish also pride of, is the Otoman Empire that ruled Turkey between 1299-1922. The Otoman Empire of Turkey ruled up to Egypt, Roman (Italy), Greece and the neigbouring countries.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Before taking us to our hotels, Mustafa brought us to carpets factory and jewelries shop for shopping and that was the first time I learn how to distinct hand made carpets and machine one. I bought a wool carpet as my bed cover. That was extreemely expensive and cost me US$ 400.- whereas I only pay 50 Euros for the tour and US$ 15.- for the tip. The 50 Euros includes; Lunch, Transportation, Guide, Boat Cruise, Museums and Entrance Fees. It was really a very professional tour I did enjoy with Turista Travel Agency!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The fourth day in Istanbul on 14th February 2011, I went for a Half Day Golden Horn Tour also with Turista Travel Agency and paid only 25 Euros via internet. Surprisingly, I was the only one in the tour and in the big bus, but Mustafa and Sarkan the driver treated me not less than what they supposed to serve their guests as written in their website. (My God...that was the first time in life I dealt with so highly professional travel agency like Turista!!!!). They picked me punctually at 08.00 in the morning then we went to the Golden Hor Area, to see the 22.2 km old city wall, the castle of seven tower, the Topkapi Gate, the Chora Church and the Piere Loti Hill. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The Walls of Constantinople area, are consisted of series of stone walls that protected the city of Constantinople (Constantinopolis in Greek and Istanbul in Turkish) since its founding as the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire by Constantine the Great in 1204. According to Mustafa, the city wall was built weaker than the fortress that had built in the hill side by Constantine, because Constantine had never expected the enemy would attack Turkey from the sea side, considering their difficulties in carrying canons, guns and all of military equipments and soldiers at that time. Surprisingly however, it was the way the enemy entered and attacked Turkey from the ocean. We can see the remnants of the city wall and the Topkapi gate until now. The Turkish government perfectly maintained these historical buildings, I really admire them and I think Indonesian government and the people could pave the way Turkish maintain their history. </span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The Castle of Seven Tower was used as prison all the time during both Byzantine (Constantine) and the Ottoman Empire period. In each tower we can see the dungeon where they kept prisoners or food in the old time. The Castle of Seven Tower used to have a golden gate that connected the castle by elevated wood bridge to the river. This gate was used to welcome the honorary guests of the emperor or to block the enemy from entering the castle. Although rather high, I dared myself to climbed up to the tower, because I didn't want to miss the view that I can see from the tower, and Mustafa patiently guided me and told me the history of the castle. During summer they always hold the concert here and that would be crowded by tourists.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">After the castle, we continued our tour to two churches. One was the Chora Church and the other was a greek Catholic church made of wood covered with gold paint and with 12 column representing 12 apostles of Jesus Christ and with the picture of Jesus in the midle of the ceiling. The Chora Church itself was originally built in 13th century outside the walls of Constantinople, to the south of the Golden Horn. Literally translated, the church's full name was the Church of the Holy Savior. In 16th century this church was converted into a mosque by one of the Otoman rezime, and it was turned into a secularic museum by Ata Turk in 1948 and up to now we can witness one of the most beautiful mozaic ever made during the Byzantine era.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Our last destination that day was to ride on the cable lift to the Piere Loti Hill. That hill named after a famous French Novelist, Piere Loti, who married to a beautiful Turkish lady and who always spent their time in the coffe shop at the hill. One day during his visit in France he heard that the lady (his wife) was ill, but arriving home, he found that the lady have already passed away and buried. In sadness he wrote a lot of story about Istanbul and the people; and his stories became a free promotion for Istanbul that time. That was why the Turkish government and the people named the hill after him as a respect and thanks as well as commemoration toward the great love he shared with the Turkish lady and his dedication to Istanbul.</span></strong> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Part V: Istanbul: My Dream Comes True.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Mustafa and Sarkan brought me back to Kent Hotel at 12.00 that noon. I didn't know how to thanks them for their loyalty to serve their customers. Although I gave them tips bigger than the price of that half day tour itself, but it was nothing to compare with their friendly gesture, let alone considering the expensive live living in a big city like Istanbul. Most importantly, how can we pay for a friendship? A true friendship not for sale. I also find out that they immediately return the souvenir I left in the bus to Kent Hotel.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">My sweet experience with Chentin the taxi driver who brought me from the air port to the hotel, with Mustafa, Sarkan, all of the hotel staff and Huseyn the Turkish Kurd taxi driver who brought me to the air port on the way back to Indonesia are all nicely embeded in my memory.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">Although I was only able to have seen and know ten percent of Istanbul, but those persons I mentioned, had perfectly represented the Istanbul people in general. To me, if people can keep their city that clean, they could also keep and maintain their hearts clean. Yes there are many bad people as well as good one in every corner of this world, but Istanbul is all beyond my imagination.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><br />
<span style="color: cyan;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">I knew from the begining how beautiful the city is and the mistycal people who are most popular with hypnotist, but seeing is really believing. The beauty of Istanbul is esquisitely beyond my imagination and their friendliness and professionalism are all beyond my expectation. I feel really safe walking around alone in Istanbul. People are helpful and always try to make friends with others. Really a good combination of Asian and European. I believe, even witout joining the European Union this country would survive the competition.</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="color: cyan;">The last day I stay in Kent Hotel, I tried their steak and sea bass fish meal. I can only say this is damn delicious. The breakfast was good, lunch was delicious! Well, I am not a person who loves to say yes for what I feel against. To me, visiting Istanbul is one of the most memorable experiences I have ever had. Istanbul is worth seeing and money can't buy happiness as I finished this great trip in Istanbul. Thank u all friends.....</span></strong></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">THE END</div><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>These are some words I learned from Sarkan the bus driver:</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>nacecen = how are you?</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Iep = find.</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Saol = thanks.</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Gunaeden = good morning</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>e aks sham lar = good night.</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Gusel = excellent</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>Chop gusel = really good</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>ged = come</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>git = go</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>git delim = lets go</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>hebat = great or good.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: yellow;">BERASTAGI,</span> <span style="color: lime;">NORTH SUMATRA,</span> <span style="color: red;">INDONESIA</span></b></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: cyan; font-size: small;">By: Neneng Tarigan</span> </span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLskOuYy0t_vt25MLGUiX7AGUKyg31ct3qEr4pqf7B2S6RVIYYToK7wjswZLQGG4HrC8XZ6lKAD7BU4pcFoiM3D4NunDNqQPTSO7g3msstygk9YnQT6ahbE_C25211eTGUVRhLHHmf2wT/s1600/CIMG1112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLskOuYy0t_vt25MLGUiX7AGUKyg31ct3qEr4pqf7B2S6RVIYYToK7wjswZLQGG4HrC8XZ6lKAD7BU4pcFoiM3D4NunDNqQPTSO7g3msstygk9YnQT6ahbE_C25211eTGUVRhLHHmf2wT/s320/CIMG1112.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>I didn't recall, when was the last time I visited this Province North Sumatra; the place where my parents and all of us their seven children were born decades back. I have never been to Toba lake since more than 45 years to be exact and never been to Berastagi I think for more than 20 years. Well, I can't blame myself of feeling unbound with Berastagi since I am the product of mix blood of 4 ethnic groups, the Karonese and the Simalungun from my dad side combined with Ambonese and Mandailing from my mom side. Nevertheless, I feel so proud and happier with this condition because that means I have several kampongs or homelands to visit and for me they are all equally have special place in my heart because there came my ancestors who then brought me as I am today. </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3qfe4lzAtRtwMAH5TgXIR79V_rruLKiWfdX6ZnGlSskdiJq52WsHkcjjt13QFV-si5-iE8MuTYOL-6mtEtDEBC-At1bwxY5-x_klv95sEmNyVv19DIK5xpy86XxpZVA0cK0RyG4cGeOP/s1600/CIMG1076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3qfe4lzAtRtwMAH5TgXIR79V_rruLKiWfdX6ZnGlSskdiJq52WsHkcjjt13QFV-si5-iE8MuTYOL-6mtEtDEBC-At1bwxY5-x_klv95sEmNyVv19DIK5xpy86XxpZVA0cK0RyG4cGeOP/s320/CIMG1076.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxjZW072vkmNervc3wxEQqj4hQUbSLEBfevj6DfeRgjhEu-fM3jUwsQefVcKLGM4YJlky_DN-MHVctdAUbvIP2c9TXej5OssM8eV5I5RRgNQwVBbP0ceOCxmZyWmg12yjRPJ-hPO1YYfm/s1600/CIMG1077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxjZW072vkmNervc3wxEQqj4hQUbSLEBfevj6DfeRgjhEu-fM3jUwsQefVcKLGM4YJlky_DN-MHVctdAUbvIP2c9TXej5OssM8eV5I5RRgNQwVBbP0ceOCxmZyWmg12yjRPJ-hPO1YYfm/s320/CIMG1077.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b> Mariott Hotel Room, for only US $ 60.- /night incl breakfast (promo price)</b></div><div style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>I landed in Medan on 15 September, 2010 and stayed at Mariott Hotel in front of TVRI (the national TV, Sumatra branch office) where my cousin Ferry Tarigan works. I planned to visit Berastagi and the grave of my uncle or our family tomb the next day while I would like to see also the damage caused by the eruption of Mount Sinabung a couple of days before.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
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</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>There quite a lot of change in Medan as well as in Berastagi; no wonder if Indonesia nowadays is a primary destination for foreign people to trade, to invest and to visit since almost all parts of Indonesia are growing very rapidly aside of natural disasters that continuously hit this beautiful country. For those who believe in the Bible or Qur'an would say these are all the signs of the Armageddon or the end of the world, but scientist seen these as the consequences of the aging earth, human demolition on environment and the geographical location of Indonesia that lays along the Pacific “Ring of Fire,” a horseshoe-shaped string of faults that lines the Pacific Ocean.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBlsS9sgcnV-BAaaPciXs7G2U5c7Qe-JmG9X4g12RNOGodIYKh8QtSEP3Jl20xvc-iauMxertLPh0PtOPyJxmSMkKF2mGCRnEvAdhlabNELSrle5aBT4rZ0yI1A0J53H-pyd6sqvVQjpYv/s1600/CIMG1110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBlsS9sgcnV-BAaaPciXs7G2U5c7Qe-JmG9X4g12RNOGodIYKh8QtSEP3Jl20xvc-iauMxertLPh0PtOPyJxmSMkKF2mGCRnEvAdhlabNELSrle5aBT4rZ0yI1A0J53H-pyd6sqvVQjpYv/s320/CIMG1110.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Berastagi or Tanah Karo (Karo Land) is located in a highland of North Sumatra about 60 km from Medan. We can reach this area by car, by taxi or bus that are available around at reasonable price and condition. When I was small the only place that we can drink water from the tab were in Berastagi and Medan. The water was quite clean and fresh, direct from the water deposit at the mountain slope on the way to Berastagi. There are some international hotels now in Berastagi, the air is fresh and cool. Tanah Karo is a very rich agricultural area that produces fresh fruits, flowers and vegetables for out side markets of North Sumatra and up to Singapore and Europe. We would fall in love with the flowers, the fruits and the vegetables as soon as we arrived in this area. I really love the breeze of my Kampong Tanah Karo. The scenery is fantastic, every where is green, only a little sign of dust left as the eruptions of Mount Sinabung occurred when I was in India and two days before I arrived in Medan. </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizsgiSfBFGlZF37DOMZ0T1MzhxVBeoNmiP9UcM4FMtyhEVtA7YR_JTPHtWQo1nmihae9SQWc1goxiD3CLolnswbdn2OXH34vV24Ut6lzY34ydHlhkkZYpn7R9-NjI2la_RkvRQVVM4jse9/s1600/CIMG1094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizsgiSfBFGlZF37DOMZ0T1MzhxVBeoNmiP9UcM4FMtyhEVtA7YR_JTPHtWQo1nmihae9SQWc1goxiD3CLolnswbdn2OXH34vV24Ut6lzY34ydHlhkkZYpn7R9-NjI2la_RkvRQVVM4jse9/s320/CIMG1094.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b></b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>I passed by the refugees tents along the way from Berastagi to my family grave in Kacaribu. My cousins told me, not to worry about the condition of the evacuees since the majority of them are rich farmers, and they run away from the mountain slopes with their private vehicles, they even ate first class rice from government support to this victimize area. I said in my heart: “No wonder because there is a very strong bound between the President to this area, since he was adopted as the head of this tribe a couple of years ago”. This is silly, of course that is not the reason at all, they were just lucky to get good rice from the donor. The refugees in my kampong were all in good condition, thanks God for that . This is totally different with the one I have seen later in my most favorite place in Indonesia, Yogyakarta! Yes the damage by Merapi and the Tsunami in Mentawai Islands were both massive! The death toll reached hundreds in number and the supporting facilities to the victims and the victimize areas are quite poor! In the case of Mentawai, lack of transportation facilities and unfriendly weather delayed all of the logistics to these islands, let alone the damage that totally required a full support, from housing and many other public facilities, such as schools, mosques, churches, clean water , electricity, etc. I n the case of Mount Merapi, the massive destruction created by the mountain has totally ruin and damage the mountain slopes. Thousands of people are homeless and hopeless, as their cattle and land are all sunk by the lava and the dust of Merapi with 3 meters high!</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="color: #93c47d; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
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</div>Neneng Tariganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01246751871415766917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1884554202588997693.post-59041127373858212292010-10-23T03:03:00.000-07:002011-01-10T19:25:03.350-08:00INVEST IN PERU<h2>INTERNATIONAL PUBLIC BID TO SELECT AN OPERATOR FOR A PERSONAL ELECTRONIC VIGILANCE SERVICE </h2><img alt="Header" class="hr" height="3" src="http://65.55.40.87/att/GetInline.aspx?messageid=1f307196-1d28-11e0-9c9e-00215ad6a716&attindex=1&cp=-1&attdepth=1&imgsrc=cid%3a6252an%24IN628012947119651%40jmaldonado&hm__login=ntarigan&hm__domain=hotmail.com&ip=10.12.148.8&d=d906&mf=2&hm__ts=Tue%2c%2011%20Jan%202011%2003%3a16%3a01%20GMT&st=ntarigan&hm__ha=01_bc0db32b73f26584cd531d4b3ff25dab9b97526b894ace1bc5b78d0c70535925&oneredir=1" width="560" /> The Private Investment Promotion Agency of Peru – ProInversion has made the call for tenders to select an operator for a personal electronic vigilance service and perform the monitoring and tracking of 2000 beneficiaries.<br />
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</tbody></table><strong></strong> <h3 style="color: red; font-family: ' Trebuchet MS',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; padding-bottom: 8px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';">TOURISM PROJECT EL CHACO LA PUNTILLA – LOT D</span></span></h3><div style="color: lime; text-align: justify;"><b><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;">The Private Investment Promotion Agency of Peru – ProInversión, has made the call for tenders of the sale, with Property Reservation and Real Estate Development, of Lot D of Chaco la Puntilla Tourism project. This is a property of 181, 854.33 m2, located in the district of Paracas, province of Pisco, department of Ica. The Base Price of lot D is US$ 3’635,000 approximately.</span></span></span></b></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;">The project comprises the urban habilitation of a vacational condominium with a minimum of 200 lots for housing, and investment commitment of US$ 545,563 to the National Reserve of Paracas. This amount is not included in the base price of Lot D</span>. </b></span></span></span></div><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;">It is important to highlight that Paracas Bay</span> meets the natural conditions and accessibility needed to become one of the most important touristic destination of the country, which is reflected in the increased investment registered in the last years in the hotel sector. </span></b></span></span></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: justify;"><b><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;">For further information on this project please <a href="http://www.proinversion.gob.pe/RepositorioAPS/1/0/arc/PPT_CHACOLAPUNTILLA_D/PPT_CHACO_LAPUNTILLA_Eng_03_12.pdf" target="_blank">click here</a>. </span> The Tender Documents and the schedule process are available on ProInversion’s web site </span></span></span></b></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: justify;"><b><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 11pt;">http://www.proinversion.gob.pe . </span></span></span></b></div><h3 style="color: #333333; font-family: ' Trebuchet MS',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; padding-bottom: 8px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white;"><span lang="ES-MX" style="color: white; font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"></span></span></span></h3><h2 class="ReadMsgSubject">PROJECT “ENERGY SUPPLY FROM HYDROELECTRIC POWER STATIONS - 500 MW”</h2><div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">CALL FOR TENDER</div><div style="font-size: 14px; text-align: center;"><b>PROJECT “ENERGY SUPPLY FROM HYDROELECTRIC <br />
POWER STATIONS - 500 MW”</b> </div><ul><li>This project comprises the supply of energy to the National Interconnected Electric System (SEIN). </li>
<li> The project involves the participation of more than one supplier to reach 500 MW maximum. </li>
<li> The supply shall be made from hydroelectric power stations, specifically built for this project. </li>
<li> The supply of energy shall start between 2016 and 2018. </li>
<li> The estimated investment amount for the hydroelectric power stations is about US$ 900 million. </li>
</ul><div style="background-color: #cccccc; border: 1px dotted rgb(153, 0, 0); padding: 5px;">Further information and the Tender Documents of the process may be found on PROINVERSION web site : <a href="http://www.proinversion.gob.pe./" target="_blank">www.proinversion.gob.pe.</a></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b>The Private Investment Promotion Agency - PROINVERSION </b></div><table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody>
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Located 300m above sea level and just an hour's train journey from South of Jakarta, BOGOR enjoys a cool, wet climate and is home to the famously lush Botanical Garden (Kebun Raya Bogor). The Botanical Garden open daily from 08.00am to 05.00pm; with an entrance fee about US $ 1.- plus 20cent dollar for entering the orchid house. You can go by train, bus or private car to Bogor and enjoy the beautiful scenery on the way. Some rest areas offer you not only local and Indonesian cuisines but also western one. You don’t have to worry about hotels or restaurants in Bogor. There are a lot of Hotels available nearby the Botanical Garden. Some Hotels I could highly recommend for its cleanliness and conveniences are Santika Hotel (a three star hotel with mall, cinema and restaurants at the same compound), Salak Hotel (a four star hotel built since colonial time located right in front of Presidential Palace and nearby Botanical Garden) and Novotel Golf Course Hotel (a five star hotel located near by the traditional market and not far from the Botanical Garden). These hotels are all between reasonable prices and their foods are yummy and it is almost at no price at all. In the Botanical Garden, some pathways lie in between towering bamboo stands and climbing bougainvillea, passing through a small tropical rainforest, and ponds full of water lilies and fountains. Perhaps the garden's best-known occupant is the Titan Arun flower family or the giant Rafflesia (Bunga Bangkai), the world's largest and smelliest flower. Near the gardens' main entrance, the rather dilapidated Zoological Museum (open daily from 08.00am to 04.00pm) full with 30,000 specimens, including a complete skeleton of a blue whale, a stuffed of Javanese rhino and most impressively the remains of a huge coconut crab. Outside of the garden, there are plenty of vendors and workshop selling among others Wayang golek or Indonesian traditional puppets and local made souvenirs. If you're interested in gamelan or Javanese gongs that are using traditional methods, are also for sale around here.</b></div><br />
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<strong><span style="color: magenta;">The Giant Rafflesia or Bunga Bangkai</span></strong><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><b>The Giant Rafflesia or Bunga Bangkai may be included in the family of Amorphophallus titanum or Titan Arum - is indeed considered as one of the largest flower in the world. Also known as the "Corpse Flower" because of its foul smell, Amorphophallus titanum is a prized addition to a number of well-known botanical gardens around the world, including London's Kew Gardens, California's Huntington Botanical Gardens and Sydney's Royal Botanic Gardens as well as at Bogor Botanical Garden Indonesia. The plants have become quite famous and always attract large crowds when a particular specimen blooms at one of the above locations or at a number of others gardens around the world. One such plant was also featured in Sir David Attenborough's outstanding BBC documentary The Private Life of Plants. In fact, the native habitat of Amorphophallus titanum is the rainforests of Sumatra, Indonesia. </b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Below, the photograph of the Titan Arum taken at Stuttgart, Germany's Wilhelma Botanical and Zoological Gardens by Lothar Grünz in October 2005.</b><br />
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</b> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>The blooming of the Amorphophallus titanum is certainly rare, and the flowers only last for two or three days. The specimens kept in various botanical gardens often go for several years between blooms. In "The Private Life of Plants", David Attenborough suggests that Amorphophallus titanum in the wild, bloom about once every 1000 days.</b></div><br />
<b>So, welcome and visit Indonesia and explore more about the Titan Arun flower family!!!</b>Neneng Tariganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01246751871415766917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1884554202588997693.post-55779183005547614942010-09-12T11:26:00.000-07:002010-09-12T11:26:50.844-07:00Edward Finney Spring/Summer 2011 - Exclusive Preview | Fashion Trendsetter<a href="http://www.fashiontrendsetter.com/content/fashion_shows/2010/Edward-Finney-Spring-Summer-2011.html">Edward Finney Spring/Summer 2011 - Exclusive Preview | Fashion Trendsetter</a>: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"Neneng Tariganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01246751871415766917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1884554202588997693.post-67042445759003046862010-09-06T14:09:00.003-07:002010-10-03T05:52:12.934-07:00INCREDIBLE INDIA?<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="CONTENT-TYPE"></meta><title></title><meta content="OpenOffice.org 3.2 (Win32)" name="GENERATOR"></meta><style type="text/css">
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</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>INCREDIBLE INDIA? </b></span></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">By: Neneng Tarigan</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Visiting India especially the Taz Mahal is always in my dream. In my childhood we used to have calendars with pictures about interesting places all over the world. Watching the pictures I got the feeling as if I were living there once in the past, because those pictures seemed so close to my heart. Some pictures were about few places in my country but most of them were about interesting and historical places abroad. I wonder if reincarnation is a true story, but as a Christian I would rather trust, that was only because my heart and soul was extremely possessed by the beauty of the places and the history behind it, that was why I feel so close with the pictures. As it proved, I was lucky to have been visited more than 40 countries in the world.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>It was 09.00 pm when I landed at Indira Gandhi International, the new airport of New Delhi, India, on 30<sup>th</sup></b> <b>August 2010. The airport is huge and it has just been operational since early of August 2010. The size maybe equal to Suvarnabhumi airport in Bangkok and the floor was totally covered by wall to wall carpet like Changi airport of Singapore. The security check was so tight, may be it happens after India has a very bad experience with the Mumbai terrorist attack. (Mumbai is the second largest city of India)</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Upon arrival, I was fetched by the Embassy people who then brought me with Toyota old van 1990 to Ramada Hotel which I booked through the internet. It took about 30 minutes from the airport to the hotel and my eyes caught by the glitter of the road studs. I also observed that many fully equipped military guards stand between the airport to the center of New Delhi. Later, I knew that they guarded the city day and night. Incredible!</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>When I arrived, there were so many cars queuing at the hotel gate, a wedding party of the rich had taken place in the hotel, so I asked the driver to just drop me, so that we would not blocked other cars to get in. </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>After passing the scanning machines, I went inside then submitted the hotel voucher and asked for the room. Unfortunately however, the receptionist told me that I was not registered in that hotel but to another Ramada Hotel in Gurgaon about 2 hours from Ramada Hotel New Delhi.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>I showed them that what was written on the voucher is clearly Ramada Gurgaon New Delhi, and since I had never been to India before, I presumed that the one I booked was totally correct, which is the one that I stand now; I had no idea, that there are two different Ramada hotel in Delhi. (Well, if they assumed that Gurgaon which is 2 hours from Delhi is also in Delhi) </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Feeling tired and sleepy, I then asked them whether I can simply move to this hotel instead of staying at the other Ramada in Gurgaon, of course with additional cost I don't mind. Again, according to the hotel management I can't do that, simply because the two Ramada is only the same hotel chain under the same franchise system and name, but different ownership. How incredible! They are very strict with the rule here, the cancellation meant that all of the booking cost for 4 days stay which I have already made with Ramada Gurgaon that cost USD 400.- will automatically deducted from my credit card and gone, if I stay in Ramada New Delhi! (Well, that is their rule)</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>After long arguments, they advice me to use a hotel taxi to bring me to Ramada Gurgaon. I said: “Okay no problem, how much would the price be?” and then they said:”7000 rupees or about USD 170” I answered:”Well, that will be the problem, just get me another taxi not from this hotel.” They nodded, then I got an outside taxi with the price of only 900 rupees” Can you imagine the price different just in a minute? Well, that was incredible!</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>After about one hour drive, I then arrived at Ramada Hotel Gurgaon. There the manager said: "You can't cancel your booking". So, I had to stay in that hotel for the 4 nights I booked to stay in the first place. It was already 01.00 am. Feeling tired and disappointed, I could do nothing than to accept their policy. Here I am, in the middle of nowhere; I then called the embassy personnel to inform them the situation and the where I am about. Of course the embassy staff offered me the transportation facility, but knowing the distance and the fact that I had already chartered a taxi for pick and drop during I stay in the hotel, I gently refuse the offer and ask them to only fetch and drop me when I was about going back to Indonesia later.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Before sleeping, I asked the hotel manager for the free internet facility as they promoted in the web . We worked on it, and after one hour my laptop get connected with the internet, but with very low signal or meaning no connection at all! Another incredible story.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Gurgaon itself is a new industrialized modern city in the outskirt of New Delhi. It will take only 45 to 90 minutes from Ramada Hotel Gurgaon to Ramada Hotel New Delhi, depends on the traffic. There will be a small metro train station located in front of the Ramada Gurgaon once it is finished in early 2011. The Ramada Gurgaon Hotel is a small 8 stories 3.5 star hotel, built about 2 years ago. It is a very clean hotel and with a very helpful and polite staff too. I had no complain at all about the hotel condition. It is a good hotel to stay, especially for businessmen or investors who have business in Gurgaon; and else the infrastructure facilities in India is good or at least better than in Indonesia, so almost every part of India is reachable.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>The next morning, I went to the meeting with the chartered taxi as recommended by the hotel manager. It was a small car with a Nepalis driver named Tapha who only speak a little English. No smile in his face, he seemed full with anger. he didn't even greet me a good morning but just drove and murmured, may be because I was a bit late for our appointment that morning. </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Arriving at the toll gate, Tapha asked me to pay 20 rupees for the toll. Getting furious, I sternly said to him: “You know what, why are you so impolite to your costumer? I supposed to pay only 800 rupees for pick and drop, but the manager then told me to add 500 rupees more, for toll, parking, miles and bla bla bla. I have already agreed about that and now with your long face you force me to pay more and more. Why don't you just check to the hotel manager?” He called and checked and with grim he said: “Okay, okay”</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>On the way to the meeting, I asked Tapha whether he can stop the taxi at Ramada Hotel Delhi, just to check, whether the meeting will be taken place at Ramada Delhi or Le Meridien. Actually they are at the same direction, and we could pass Ramada Delhi before Le Meridien, however he said: “No, no, no, miles, miles, miles”. “Okay” I said: “no problem, just drop me at Le Meridien”. (Gohst, it was incredible!)</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>At Le Meridien, I check, whether the venue of the meeting is in their hotel or in Ramada Delhi. They politely check and inform me that, it is not in their hotel, so I phoned the committee and they told me that the venue is at Ramada Delhi.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>From Le Meridien I walked about 3 minutes to Ramada Delhi, because the two hotels are very closed by. The problem is, no one at Ramada Delhi knows where the meeting would take place when I asked them at the night when I firstly arrived where the meeting would be. (Another incredible story!)</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>In the afternoon, I called the manager of Ramada Gurgaon to ask Tapha to fetch me at 05.30 pm; and there Tapha came with a man whom he called his body guard. They both have very strong sweating smell which made me almost choked to death. I just sat quietly till I arrived at Ramada Gurgaon and paid Tapha 1300 rupees (<u>+</u> USD 32) for the transportation I made with him that day.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>The next morning, Tapha was totally 100% changed. He came alone and became so very polite and full with smile. He asked me to talk to his wife who is Indian and has two master degree and of course she speaks very fluent English much better than me. After talking in the phone to his wife then I chat with Tapha and from his broken English I knew that he has one beautiful 9 years old daughter and 3 of his siblings married to different nationalities such as married to a Malaysian, a Kuwaiti, a Saudi Arabian and he himself married to a beautiful and smart Indian lady. Well, that was really a beautiful incredible story.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Along the way back from Ramada Delhi to Ramada Gurgaon I sang along with Tapha a beautiful Indian song entitled Kuch-Kuch Hota Hae which is originally sung by a famous Indian actor Shah Rukh Khan. It was like an ice breaking song that we both enjoy. We sang and dance along the way and every car just looked at us dancing and singing and beep us to be careful because we disturbed other cars to pass by.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>It was a pity because the next day, I had to go with the embassy van to visit the famous Taz Mahal, and the day after that I had to go back to my beautiful country Indonesia. So no more Tapha.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>It takes 4 hours to go to the Taz Mahal from Ramada Gurgaon. I had to pay about 12,000.- rupees (<u>+</u>USD 300.-) if I use the hotel taxi (not Tapha taxi), or I pay only USD 75.- per person if I use tourist bus, that is already included lunch and entrance tickets. With the embassy car the two of us (me and my colleague) pay only USD 150.- for the tip, since 2<sup>nd</sup> September was a holiday in all over India as they celebrating the Khrisna day.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Along the way to Taz Mahal, we pass by the country sides. They are all green but also dusty and rocky. The Northern parts of India are quite dusty because they are close to Gobi desert, one of the largest desert in the world. Sometimes, we can see sky scrapers enacted in the middle of nowhere. The way they built them there were to create equal distribution of wealth across the states.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Not many houses exist along the way. With 1.2 million people, India seems so quiet. Most Indians seems tend to live in the cities rather than in the country sides. Well that is my observation at glance and that may not be 100% correct.</b> <b>(*PS: Later I found from my Indian friend that only <u>+</u> 35% Indians living in the cities)</b><b> </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>The road to Agra is full with trucks. Well, I am sorry to say that most of the trucks or vehicles in India seemed old but still work well. The bus windows there all surrounded by concrete bars, so it seems like a jail bus to me, but they say it was because India has a large poor population and the majority of them use buses as main transportation, so in order to avoid them from falling out of the bus, they put bars in all over the windows, so that they would be more secure inside. The famous public vehicle is the three wheels Bajaj. (We also have Bajaj in Indonesia, as one of our public transportation in the cities. We imported a lot from India, but the size of the Indonesian Bajaj is smaller than the Indian one). What amazed me is the Indian Bajaj fit for 12 persons and still moving, whereas in Indonesia may be for 6 or 7 person can fully pack in one roof. Wow, another incredible story!</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Agra is one of the cities in Uttar Pradesh (UP) state of India. UP has about 130 million people, who live in trade, crafting, agriculture and mining. The majority of Agra people is Moslem, but they seem so poor, or at least that was I observed along the way. The Taz Mahal built by King Shah Jahan (a Moslem King) in 17 century as a dedication to his most beloved queen Mumtaz. (The King himself has <u>+</u> 200 wives, according to our driver). Incredible! It took 22 years to build such a magnificent and beautiful landmark. As everyone knows, Mumtaz died when delivering her 14<sup>th</sup> baby much earlier before the Taz Mahal itself finished.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>The king himself then murdered by his own son who disagreed with his royal father lavish live and plan to built another Taz Mahal for himself. If you go to Taz Mahal compound, there is no other Taz Mahal or the black Taz Mahal around. Every building in Taz Mahal compound was built asymmetrically and in harmony with its surrounding. The buildings erected in the edge of the river, so it has incredibly beautiful natural landscape in itself. </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>Made of first class marble and crafted and decorated with semi precious stones such as Lapis Lazuly, Malahit etc, it makes Taz Mahal one of the world expensive and grandeur royal tomb ever exist man made! </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>The King and his Queen buried in the ground of Taz Mahal. What we can see in the first floor or the entrance is the replica of their tombs. The entrance fee is 750 rupees for an adult, that is included a bottle of small mineral water and a pair of wet shoe cover since the temperature around Agra could reach up to 50 centigrade degree Celsius and we neat shoe cover to stand the heat. No chewing gum allowed into the Taz also no pictures taken inside the building in order to maintain the color of the stone. The marble wall itself is translucent, it gives white color in the morning, yellow to light orange in the afternoon and blue in the evening. When we pointed out our light or lit the matches to the wall, the light can go through the wall, so it is magnificently incredible!</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>There are many professional photographer around the The Taz Mahal, so we don't have to worry if we forget to bring our camera along. It will costs us only 700 rupees for ten pictures, so its no money at all considering the professional result we could get. The pictures will turn to be very fantastic! </b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>On the way back to the hotel, our tour guide, the one who has been recommended by the embassy, led us to the handicraft shop, who sell some souvenirs made of translucent marble. The ancestors of the handicraft men were the one who crafted the Taz Mahal, so according to our guide they produce only high quality handicrafts, but the price is extremely expensive, especially for a civil servant like me. I bought the cheapest one, not so nice, but it cost me already USD 150.- only for a simple marble plate and small elephant crafts. Gee...that was only some I could bring from India since I had a condense meeting and must commute every day from Gurgaon to the meeting venue in New Delhi. I didn't even know how New Delhi actually looks, but I thanks God and my government and myself because of the small mistake I made in booking a hotel, I was then able to commute and see how the real India looks and I could take some pictures which you can see in this website.</b></div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><br />
</b> </div><div align="JUSTIFY" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b>I return home on 3<sup>rd</sup> September to Indonesia and stayed over night in Bangkok Thailand. I bring along a beautiful and incredible memory of India which I will treasure the beauty of India until I die.</b></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">On May 1, 2009, during the celebration of the Benane Fashion 4th Anniversary, the owner of the Fashion shop Neneng Tarigan, held a small gathering in her house, showing the invitees a slide show taken at Wuhan University, China in November 2008.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ms. Tarigan was so much impressed by the creativity of the students of Wuhan University and convinced her clients that the imported goods she provides in her two shops were fully guaranteed, equally up to date and with high quality and best fashion design as much as the creation shows by the Wuhan University. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">During her trips abroad Ms. Tarigan continuously gathered all information and magazine about new and latest international fashion design trends, so that her shops would constantly capable to serve her costumers with current fashion design clothes and accessories. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Today the Benane fashion shops are not only selling women’s fashion clothes and accessories, but very soon will be followed by art deco home made and imported one. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Her small shops are quite promising and she has bunch of loyal clients from all over Jakarta. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">In order to provide a better service to her clients, for the time being she does some renovation in the shops and promised to be fully operated again in December this year.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">The following is the slide show she made from pictures taken at Wuhan University. If you have any question regarding the Benane, please leave your message in this blog, and I will be back to you as soon as possible on her behalf. Thank you.</div><br />
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<span style="color: yellow;"><strong>INDONESIA ECONOMIC RECOVERY PROGRAMS</strong></span>: a country paper in power point format, presented by: Neneng Tarigan, participant of the Seminar on Economic Globalization International Industry Transfer, held in Wuhan, China, 2008.<br />
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