Travel2Turkey: Ancient Surprises in Pamukkale

My journey in Turkey continued with a short trip to Pamukkale, famous for its white salt hill. To get to Pamukkale, we headed to Denizli which is the closest town. We arrived by bus from Konya after more than 6 hours ride on Kontur bus. It was midnight when we reached Denizli but seriously I need to ask the bus operator in Turkey whether they put some kind of sedation in the bus because I slept the whole time I was on the bus. Not only on the ride to Denizli but also from Keyseri to Goreme and return. 

We tucked into our hotel which is right behind the bus station. It was a great choice because it is so easy to reach the bus station and train for that matter. There are many hotels in the surrounding so variety of choices are there. 

In the morning, we made our way to Pamukkale using the dolmus or minibus. Cost us 3.5 lira to go to Pamukkale on 15 minutes journey. When we reached there, a guy from tour gave us all sort of options including paragliding. I decided not to take it. Not because I was petty with money or something but I just had a hunch that I would rather pass that. Paragliding cost my travel buddy 200 lira, although I learned later that people can get 150 lira offer even. 

I made my way from Pamukkale centrum to the site. Passing through the natural park, I reached the entrance of Pamukkale heritage site. The admission fee is 25 lira. 

That's the start of an amazing journey of falling in love to Pamukkale and Hierapolis.

Upon admission, I saw a white valley. Do I need to climb that? For real? Oh well, they said that climbing the travertines (it has a name!!) is the most annoying part of the journey. But not for me!! I found climbing it fun. It hurt my feet, yes, but it was all worth it. All shoes and slippers but be taken out and feet will have it natural massages. The travertines are like cold white marbles but later on top, the water running over it is warm. Of course, because that's why people are bathing on it's travertines. It's like terraces of mineral warm water where people put their feet or their body, their choice. 

Reaching on top, all I wanted to have is an ice cream. So I got myself one, got 3 scoops of stracitella, banana and black mulberry. Life is good.

So I continued to sit overlooking the travertines for hours. It's that serene and beautiful. Then I started making my way round. The travertines are everywhere apparently. Not only where I hiked. Sadly, most of them are not passable. Not that I complain really coz all of them are extremely beautiful and rather unearthly. 

Heading west from where I climbed, I found the real treasure (at least for me). The ruins of ancient city of Hierapolis. No one told me that on top of Pamukkale is an ancient city! Dated during Roman - Byzantine era (around 3 century AD), this city was a piece of art. A majestic for me. 

Imagine this, a city on top of the hill. Blanketed in clouds, and showered with sun. What a joyful life it must had been for the citizen of Hierapolis. Living in such a place. Then things started to struck me because not only this city was located in amazing place, it had majestic city landscape. 

I started off with the Frontinus street. The long street was paved away nicely after the Byzantium Gate. Pillars were erected on the side while a latrineo with more pillars were put right next to the street. Tried walking on the street and I felt like walking during the Roman Empire in Athens. People walking pas the gate in their white outfit, washed their feet on the bath and headed to the city center. 

My dream came true. My childhood saint seiya dream majestically came true. And the sun seems to be smiling. 

I continues my journey in the city by passing the Bath Basilica. The bath basilica is located outside the city for the people to clean and purify themselves before entering the city. Those who was not clean could not enter the city. What a system, isn't it? And to think the system was put in place thousands years ago blew me, confirming how advanced the Romans were. 

Passed bath basilica is the graveyards. Some tombs near the basilica were big, guessed it probably for the important people. The graveyard is big, as I went deeper into it. It gave me chills actually and I literally immediately made my way back to the city. I am a coward that way.

But like a good citizen that I am, I passed the old route. Bath basilica then Byzantium Gate then going pass Frontinus Gate before walking again on the Frontinus street. Sadly, the street leads to nowhere, perhaps unlike the old days. So I turned my feet to the paved roads that leads me to the center of Pamukkale. There, Pamukalle archeological museum lies majestic. The museum is the best place to know the history of Hierapolis and its priced artifacts. Admission fee is required but totally worth it. 

Behind the museum complex is a swimming pool, a modern one. Which I kinna despise because it is so modern it doesn't fit the place. So I dissed that and made my way to top, where the theatre stands magnificently.

(Oh the climb to the top exhausted me! I need to get back to the gym for realsies) 

Then that rush of emotion washed over again once I reached the top and put my feet on the theatre. I stepped into what I would call the gladiator scene. It's grandeur atmosphere, the stage with pillars and the gladiator arena. I felt like coming back to a movie scene. And now I know why in those movies, the spectators and audiences are equally esthetic over a bloody game. That rush of emotion and adrenaline is what I felt the moment I sat down there.  

Then I met Esma, a lady from Anatolya who came to Pamukkale on one-day vacation. She told me that Turkey has similar places like this in Ephesus, Izmir, Ankara and Anatolya. You gotta be kidding me right? That means I need to travel again. Yet, I am glad I will go to Ephesus and Izmir on the next journey. Ankara and Anatolya can wait. 

I walked around the theatre and admiring its construction. Very well thought of. On the bottom is somewhat gladiator rings with 3 gates. What struck me is the stage. As if this theatre was also for play, musical or dance performance. I learned later that the citizen of Hierapolis loved festivals and glad to know gladiator game was not the only enjoyable game. That stage had another purpose and it was a good one. 

The sun set rather quickly so I need to get myself down before dark. I had to pass the travertines again. I didn't want to slip or whatever because of dark. So with heavy heart, I left. But I left with a happy feeling. That my dream of living an old Roman day finally came true. 

Travel2England: Finding Dreams in London

Life is full of mystery. Right when I didn't expect it, time and fate collided to give me not only one dream but two at once. Dreams of becoming a diplomat came true when I was sent on a business trip to London. It came just like that, unexpected and unpredicted. 

I was flying to London on 15 September. Soon after I arrived, I was walking the Westmister walk. Started off at the most beautiful park I ever set eye on, I embarked my journey in London from Green Park to Buckingham Palace. It was raining that day, but hey it's London. Rain and London are inseparable entities. From Buckingham Palace, I continued walking toward the Big Ben via Green Park. The Big Ben is now officially named Elizabeth Tower. Nestled next to Big Ben is always the majestic Westmister Abbey. 

I walked pass through Big Ben and Thames river toward the South Bank where I got my classic British meal, Fish and Chips. The portion is so big I took note to myself that I will have someone share it with me next journey in London. From the window of the restaurant, the view is amazing. Big Ben and London Eye are so close. So close. 

After completing my lunch, I made my way toward embankment where I found an alley that smells coffee. I decided to find warmth at one of the crowded cafes, villears. Apparently, the name of the alley is villear. Hahaha.. There I met a man named Jhonny who must be the nicest man in the whole Britain. He talked to us, all cheerful and welcoming. I told him to come to Indonesia one day. Kekekeke.. 

Trafalgar Square is just right around the corner from Villear Street. It's so silly that my only reasoning to visit this place is SHINee. Those five boys were in this place when they were in London and of course, the fangirl in me wanted to follow. So there you go me posing in front of the Lion at the Square. And fangirl in me is happeh 

Pass the Lion, I made my way to Crossing Cross station next to Trafalgar square. Next destination: Oxford Street. The busiest street in London, full of shops and their eager customers. That including me! I walked in and out shops before found the one I was looking for. Debenhams at Oxford Street houses Urban Decay counter and I finally got my hand on the most gorgeous eye shadow palette on earth. Urban Decay's Naked 1 is simply the best! 

Satisfied with my shopping, I went back to my hotel. But before that, I got a piece of super delicious waffle topped with cream, chocolate and banana. Soooo good! So I ended my day 1 in London in a very good happy mode. 

Happy that my dream of London comes true. Happy that my childhood dream also comes true. In London, my dreams were fulfilled. 

Travel2Europe: Vienna's parks

Now I know why European or Americans love summer. Born and grew up in a tropical country where the weather is hot all year long, being under the sun in blazing hot summer is less desirable. I'd rather be in winter cold weather coz that's so much different than my own. So my trips reflect it all. Winter travel that is. 

After recent trip to Japan, Korea in spring and now Europe in summer, I got the idea why summer trip is so much fun. Here in Austria, I see parks everywhere. Open space everywhere. You can just lay down in the park, sleeping, talking, doing nothing. 

On my last day here, I found a park in vienna where I can rest my head on the big trunk tree while listen to the sounds of birds chirping and eat my ice cream. I swear I eat too much ice cream. Hahahahah.. 

Summer is a period of love and for family. Here, people go with their family members. Play and smile. To the park, to the recreational park, to concerts, to beaches. This is a time for family. What a beautiful portrait. Made me wish that I will have someone to come with me next time I do a summer trip. I wish to bring my whole little family next time

Yes, I officially in for a summer trip and for a family.Goodbye winter trip and loneliness. I choose the sun..

Travel2Europe: Budapest's Park

Yeonseok ssi, if one day we meet again, will you be willing to come with me to Budapest? 

This city is beautiful, rich in culture, delicious gastronomic collection, and very scenic. Plus the people in Budapest knows how to enjoy  life at its best. Relaxing in the park, plunging their feet in the aquarium park, and sleeping on the grass against the sun while kissing their loved ones or talking to their friends. It's all beautiful here, dear beautiful man. It suits you this city

So, will you come with me next time? 

- a hopeful fangirl hoping to travel with her idol-

Travel2Europe: Venezia

Just one word: breathtaking!

Venezia is simply breathtaking.. Serene beauty. I was there during its less busy day as it was raining. But still Venezia has all to offer. Her architecture, her churches, her ports, the running rivers inside the city, her gondola, and her mystical majesty.

Walking through the city is fun and magical. The narrow street gave you a goose bump of living in a wonderland. Sadly, all of the city is lit with shop's store and no building escape the architecture of having a shop at the ground floor and maybe apartment on the upper floor.

Good thing that water is still running between all buildings which save the good capitalistic and touristic mode of Venezia. Something that made all your pictures seems to come from a professional photo studio. Yes, Venezia is that beautiful

 (me @ Piazza San Marco)

If I have one day to come back to Italy,  I will wish to have 3 days in Venezia. That's my wish upon the shooting star

and cook the cutest pasta I ever seen..

Travel2Europe : Verona

Day 4 : Verona, the city of Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet, the most tragic love story dubbed my many, was written by William Shakespeare with the city of Verona as its background. There, lived a young couple by the name of Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet who tragically fall in love with each other and died next to each other. Some noted, they fight against time to prove that their love can last forever.

Of course, as a young girl, i dreamt of going to Verona. I wanted to visit Juliet's house and to standing in the balcony acted like a girl waiting for her Romeo. So, it makes absolute sense that Verona should be on my list to visit.

I boarded the train from Milano Centrale to Stazione Porta Nuova Verona. We went to the station at 9.00 and the only train left was the 11.25 regular train. So, that's our choice. Just 30 minutes before boarding, all of a sudden, the train was cancelled! WHAATT??!! This is what we face with Italian train system. Good thing we checked the board like every 10 minutes but still, it piss us off. We run to the bibliegetti, or the ticketing office to renew or change our ticket. And there was a long que! perfect.. just perfect.. Good thing that we can upgrade our class to freccabianca which departed 10 minutes. Bad news was we have to pay more. But whatever.. as long as I could get to Verona, few more Euros should be fine..

The travel to Verona with freccabianca took around one hour. We arrived there and greeted with cold weather. No one to ask where to go but we finally found our way. First, we bought our bus ticket in the station's tabbaceria or tobacco store. Then we headed to the bus stop just in front of the station. We took bus no 12 to the central (no 11 and 13 also went there but we didn't managed to get on the bus).

It was just like 15 minutes, or less, to the central of the city called Arena. Arena is the smaller and less exotic version of Rome's colloseum. It was in ruin but in the day I went there, it would be used as venue for Christmas concert. So we concluded that the inside would not be as bad as Colloseum.

We headed straight to Juliet's house which located in Via Capello. From Arena, took the road on the left that heads to Via Capello. Walk straight up along the shopping street until we find Piazza delle Erbe. Turn right and the house of Juliet is less than 100 meters away on the left side. The sign board was dimmed with drawing but we knew right away because many turned there as well.

Upon entering Juliet's house, we never expected it to be so small. The balcony is small too. But whatever. I was in Juliet's houuuseee... hahaahahahaha...

In front of the house, there is Juliet's statute in gold. People said that if we rub her breast, we will be destined to come back to Verona. But I didn't do it because after looking at a young man doing it, I lost all appetite to do so. Heheheheeh.. Another thing that fascinated me is the locked hanged in the door of Juliet's backyard. According to the people there (again), they are the symbol of love birds who wish their love to be locked forever. After my journey in Paris, I learned that this tradition also exists in France with the same meaning. So, Seoul! You are not the only one with the love-lock tradition.

As I learned more afterward, the balcony was not built until later in 1930s. Only the bedroom of Juliet is actually most recognized by people because it is featured in the classic Romeo & Juliet's movie by Zafirelli. I love that movieee... but sadly not as much as I love Leonardo DiCaprio's one. hehehehehe..

Aside from the bed, balcony, breast and lockets, Casa di Guiletta is the home to letters addressed to Juliet. If you ever see the movie called "Letters to Juliet", that's one of the prime sample. The tradition, as many said, started in 1930s when many sent letters addressed to Juliet telling her their love story.  To be honest, I sent mine as well. I wrote it on the train to Verona, telling Juliet about one long lost love who never seems to fade away. I just wish one could hear.. Whether it is Juliet or her Romeo..

Romeo's house, not like Juliet's, is not open for public. There I learnt that Romeo and Juliet existed in past as two separate personalities coming from the house of Capulet and Montague. Shakespeare took the liberty to develop a story from their names regardless the fact that there was nothing happen between the real Juliet and Romeo in their lifetime. But who cares? Many was captured anyway..

Just like me.. But Piazza delle Erbe was the one that captured my heart. It is a very nice piazza, with romantic restaurants surrounding its clock tower. So romantic, so beautiful... and with all the street performers, I feel the classic European atmosphere. Oh Romeo, I am in love with your Verona..

Travel2Europe : Milan

Day 3: Milan 

I left the warmth in Cremona to a freezing Milan. It was minus 1 to 0 degree Celsius when I went back to Milan. Milan, luckily, was not yet white as ghost. I had the time, long enough, to enjoy the fashion capital of the world.

I headed straight to the center of Milan called Piazza Duomo, Milan. Lies there the Grand Duomo or Cathedral. It can be reached by Metro M1 or M3, Duomo. I found it breathtaking since the moment I reached the end of the stairs from Duomo station, there stand the Grand Duomo.

To enter Duomo, my bag was searched thoroughly. I was afraid that they would take away my camera but apparently they didn't. I felt like watching concert if they did take my camera away. hehehe.. To enter is free but to take picture, I had to pay  €2. Upon paying the fee at the North Entrance in Duomo, they put the red tag on my wrist. It later serves well since many staff in red wing came to approach me several time asking if I have the tag since I carried large camera along. Taking picture here and there.

The inside of the Duomo is very breathtaking, I must say. Sadly, it was under renovation when I was there. But all in all, the inside was very serene and peaceful.

I went out after spending around 30 minutes there. Heading straight to the surrounding of Duomo. You know what I found? The Grandiose of Fashion by the name of Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. The major shopping district in Milan. Welcome to Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and others major fashion brand at the Galleria. This is what you found when you headed around shopping in Milan

So grand, so big. I almost had my self in disbelief on how beautiful shopping could be. All this brand stores with people in and out carrying their shopping bag proudly. Know I understand why all the shopping street in Japan looks like a small town. narrow street in a grand road, just like in Osaka. They maybe tried to mirror the grandiose of Piazza Duomo shopping sphere. But no one beats it, I must say! No one!

Not even my own wallet! hahahahaha... Window shopping is certainly the best for me at that point of time. I am already lucky enough to make my trip to Europe. My shopping sphere I believe, lies somewhere else in Europe. And I know I am right.

Back to Piazza Duomo. The surrounding is also nice. Take a stroll in the neighborhood and I found many uniqueness in the city's architecture. They do really tried to mix the old and new building in fashionable way and there is no failure in doing so. Check the pictures below

(This one is my fave place in Milan, where I sit in freezing winter, munching my lunch peacefully)

After spending quite a few hour circling Piazza Duomo, I headed back to Duomo Metro and I found a another nice surprise. Because it was near Christmas when I went there, there are Christmas market around the Duomo. A lot of stall in red where many selling from cheese and salami, perfume to various Christmas decorations. 

Milan, as cold as it is, definitely lured people to spend many in their boutiques. With this atmosphere, who can resist? I was not the exception my self, since I successfully spent many Euros in Milan Official Store. hahahaahaha.. There you go, my brother! Got the official cloth for you ^^

And now time to travel to another part of Milan. I headed to Castello Sforzesco. Castello Sforzesco is a castle in Milan, Italy, that used to be the seat and residence of the Duchy of Milan and one of the biggest citadels in Europe. It now houses several of the city's museums and art collections.

But I didn't go to the museum, unfortunately. I just went around the Castella and admired the old building. Just like Duomo di Milano, some part of the Castello was still under some renovation. I only managed to recognized one famous part of the castle after reading it on the web. It called The Bell Tower (Torre del Filarete). Then I wandered around and took my exit at the back. The back exit leads to the vast Park named Parco Sempione. A beautiful park to visit as well after visiting the Castle.

Then, it was getting dark and colder. I headed back to the neighborhood looking for metro. But to no avail. I found only an Aquapark, free entrance with Wifi on the reception area. Fuuungg.. there I was, spending half an hour looking at various fishes while warming up my self. I sent my self back on the street when the sky was totally pitch black.

Luckily, I found a trem station near the aquapark. I boarded no 12 and headed back to the central of the city. Then I got this brilliant idea! Since I have 24-hours ticket worth of 4,5 Euros, I must maximize it. So, I boarded into different trem line, wandering around the city. Looking at how Italian spend their cold night in winter. Much to my surprise, many were in coffee shop or in the street wandering the city like me, with warm cloth for sure. The city is lit up beautifully everywhere with Christmas decorations. The one bad thing is that there is no sign of discount that would attract me to go down and do some shopping instead of having the trem hop-on-hop-off .

With that, my adventure in Milan is over.. But not really over. Because the next day, Milan gave me another adventure in the table. To travel in the white snowy Milan. It is serene and beautiful but super cold..

Travel2Europe : Cremona

My European trip began in Milan. We landed at Malpensa airport of Milan and headed straight to Milano Centrale. To reach Milano Centrale, I boarded Malpensa express. Bought the ticket in the booth, validated them (there is a stamp machine in each station, usually green or yellow in color). We forgot to check which line it was. It was a stupid move since it was freezing cold in the morning. So, don't forget to check the schedule that usually appears on the board above the station ticketing office.

So, welcome to minus-6-Celsius Milan. Bbbbbbrrrr... It was cooollllddd! It was nearly 45 minutes journey to Milano Centrale. In between, we were welcomed with italian style of train: late. Retardo, in Italian. So if you heard the word "retardo" being mentioned after the name of your station or city you're going to, it means the train will be late. Well, Italy is no different than Indonesia then, Weekekekeke... Just for info, Italian train has 3 classes. The higher means more expensive ticket. The classes are reguler, freccabianca, and freccarossa. It serves routes to different cities in Italy. This way, Italy is well-connected with its train system I must say. Remind me much of Japan.

When we reached Milano Centrale, all we need to do was to find ticketing office as I need to board a train to Cremona. Cremona is my first destination city as I will spend the next few days with Tia's house family. This is what I wanted. To experience the real life of Italian. Part of a travel is to be with locals and understanding their life style. I boarded regular train to Cremona, at €11. Of course, I need to validate them first, Tia said, if I fail to validate and the station master knew on board, I should pay a fine as much as €50. No way! So don't forget to validate if you board a train in Italy because the validation means putting the name of the station we boarded. So we know where we boarded.

(This is the validation machine)

Train to Cremona took approximately 30 minutes. Upon reaching the station, Tia's father was there to pick us up. But the first test is about to come. No elevator or lift available. And our luggage is sooo heavy. So, muscle test number 1. Better traveling light in Italy because as I ravel in the next few days, most of the stations do not provide lift or elevator.

Cremona's weather was definitely colder than Milan. But not the atmosphere within the family. Italian family is warm and close-knitted. It was my very first day with the Villa family, but I feel most welcomed. They don't speak English, but they tried their best to communicate with me. When the lunch came, the family's sister and cousin came. They are two lovely ladies by the name of Rossana and Sara. They are beautiful people. They can speak English so I can make some conversation.

(Sara, me and Tia @ Cremona)

That very first lunch open my eyes to the dining culture of Italy. Like most European, they split plates. First plate, the appetizer, is pasta. Second plate will be filled with protein, whether it is fish, beef or chicken. Sometime, lasagna is also served for the second plate. Afterward, they can serve salad or pickles. But I cannot handle the pickle. Too sour for my taste bud. Among the second and third plate, there is always bread. I can tell you that the bread really compliments all the dishes served. After all the main course served, come the dessert. Whoala.. Yyuuuummm! Super yuuuummm.. I love Italian dessert. And dessert is always served, a part of the meal itself. Last but not least is coffee or tea. That's another yuuuummm! Italian is so proud of their coffee, starbucks doesn't even have the guts to open even a single store in Italy. So, coffee, here I come...

On this note, i was informed that that's one normal course for Italian family. Normal, yes normal. I wonder how they can stay in shape! Really, they really slim! The book out there says 'how French women dont get fat'or 'how Japanese women stays slim'. For me, 'how Italian stays in shape'. I envy them! If I am going to stay in Italy with that kind of dining pattern, I will gain many kilos in no time.

Plus the chocolate! Oh my God.. They have the best chocolate drink the world. Only to be competed by Spanish chocolate drink, as I learned later in the travel. It is a dark thick chocolate drink. Perfect in the freezing weather. As the family took me around Cremona that night. And as I learned that Italian only spends little time in the cafe. Not like us here who could spend hours and hours sitting in the cafe or coffee shop.

(super duper delicious dark choco drink)

That night on my first stroll around the city, i learnt more about Cremona. It is a musical city. A city proud to be the home to one and only violin maker and inventor, Stradivarius. So, no wonder if many music student and violin makers around the globe flock in Cremona to master their skills. They even have a hall of Stradivarius to remember him.

What amazes me more about the city, they just found an old Rome road used by hundred thousand years ago. They were trying to preserve it and put a glass on the top of the ancient road. Wow! Just wow!

Despite all the cold, Cremona is all in all small beautiful city. The duomo is nice with great building surrounds it. The Duomo itself is the center of the city.

But the best of all about Cremona for me is the warmth of the family. I will never forget it and the warmth as i feel it will last for long. And that, I know for sure.

Travel2Europe : Visa oh Visa

Having schengen visa pasted on my passport doesn't equal with easy process for another schengen visa.

So let me begins with from the very first process. Since I would be landing in Milan, me and Tia (my traveling buddy) decided to apply our visa to the Embassy of Italy. We decided to apply 8 weeks before our departure. And that 5 weeks was one of the most horrifying processes that took place along our journey.

The nightmare began with the super strict regulation in the Embassy but without any supporting mechanism. So, Tia applied through the Embassy website given to her by the VFS Italy (where the Embassy seconded the visa application) since the queue in VFS reached until 1 month. It means that we will not get our turn until 4 weeks ahead. So, Tia applied in the Embassy website and managed to get an appointment. But we thought that the application remains with the VFS since we heard that all applications are seconded there.

When we got into VFS that morning, we found that our name was not on the list and we were informed that our name most likely listed in the Embassy of Italy in Jakarta. So we rushed to the Embassy and found that my name is not on the list. I was prevented to go inside because my name was not on the guest list. But thanks to our persistence, they allow me to come inside and see if my name is listed there. And it appears not! My name is definitely not on the list although Tia ensured to the officer that during the appointment process, she already press "two visas" appointment. But rule is rule. If my name is not there, I will not be allowed to submit my application. I was doomed!

Our last resort was the travel agent where we booked our ticket. Lucky for us, they are ready to help. So we got our application submitted through them and we got an appointment a week after we handed all our documents to the travel agent. So this is the ACTUAL documents we have to submit to VFS Global in Jakarta for our tourist visa (Some I copied from the website)

1.	Application form duly completed and signed by the applicant
2.	Two recent color photo (size 35mm x 45mm with white or very light background and in accordance with the I.C.A.O. standards)
3.	Valid passport (valid for at least 3 months beyond the last day of the intended stay in the Schengen area)
4.	Copy of passport’s bio-data page and of pages with changes/endorsements (if any).
5.	Travel insurance for the whole period of stay (please see Note A).
6.	Employment letter stating the applicant’s position of work, duration of employment and the confirmation to the effect that the applicant has been granted leave for the period corresponding to the stay in Schengen area and is expected to report back on duty. Also attach one copy of the company registration (i.e. SIUP or TDP).
7.	Bank Reference Letter and an authenticated copy of recent personal bank statement over the last three months (This is two separate documents).
8.	Original or copy print-out of confirmed flight-booking or air ticket from travel agent/airline. It should prove that the stay in the Schengen area does not exceed 90 days.
9.	Copy of confirmed hotel voucher/hotel reservation for the whole period of stay. In case of stay in a private house please see note B. (Note that they will not accept any break in between hotels if you wish to take a night train or bus. Either way, submit your travel ticket as replacement)
10.	Copy of the Family Card / birth certificate. 11. Copy of credit card (front page)

(For full information, see following VFS Page: http://www.vfsglobal.com/italy/indonesia/index.html)

We went back and forth because we had to complete our hotels while actually we plan to take night bus and night train in between our travel. But due to regulation, we changed our plan and went with the extra hotel booking.

Due to all the nitty gritty of the visa application, I was about to give up this journey. Not to mention that the Embassy called us for visa interview a week later. I had an office assignment so I changed the date. Lucky me, they allowed me to do that. More lucky, Tia who had interview a day before mine, somehow managed to put a great interview that the Officer allowed me not to attend the interview. After all, we both had the same itinerary.

God had His plan ready, so a week after the interview, we were informed that our visa application was done. We only need to pick up our visa in the travel agent. We GOT it! yahooo... So, with this, all is done deal.

I was set to go to Europe. Italy, Spain and France.. They better got ready to welcome me!  =D

Travel2Europe : Let the dream begins

It began 7 years ago.

It was February 2005 when I first landed my feet in Europe. I was selected to be one of the participant at ISFiT (International Student Festival in Tronheim) in Norway. Along with several very good friends, we travelled in winter, my first snow ever. Until today, I could not forget how freezing it was in Norway, minus 16 at most. But as freezing as it is, I always dream about coming back to Europe. More after I had a chance to stop by in Netherlands and Germany that very same trip. Thanks to an airline policy called stop over.

And this is me in the Netherlands, wearing their traditional cloth. In a picture resembles million others's background picture in Netherlands. They said, you were not in Netherlands until you could prove it with this picture below. hahahaahaha...

Despite all the happiness within, I have one regret. I chose Germany over France. As much as I enjoyed Germany, I felt that I should make a comeback to France. No matter what. And so it is.. I keep the dream over 7 years, that one day I will make another trip to Europe. A dream trip to France, Spain and Italy. A Mediterranean journey, as I called it.

Alhamdullilah.. 7 years later and after 1 year of preparation and two years of savings, I managed to get my feet standing on Europe. This time in Milan, Italy.

Dreams DO Come True...