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Not seeing much movies lately, some precious time had been forcefully ripped-off me last week. Most recent was last weekend, when my friend, my high-school friend -- even though that i had to admit that we never a so-called close acquaintance during my gray-pants old days -- had a wedding ceremony in Bandung and since my friends in Jabotadebek had already planned the How's and When's all to the tiny details, i had decided to tag along to Bandung for a two nights ride.
Well, Bandung was okay -- much-much crowded, warmer and dirtier than the last time i remembered it which gradually reduced my affection toward the city --, my friend's wedding ceremony was superb tough, nice party, loads of great foods, actually i had a great time there, and a full tummy afterwards. Also met several friends, one of which was one of the few close friends that i used to had, and another one who had disappeared for several years due to some reasons best untold. Pretty nostalgic, there were 10 of us and we shared the same past and talked about past, the shame, the laughter, the sorrow, all of which usually brought us a good relief of laughter and happiness.
The bad news is, when we're about to hike off Bandung back to where we came from (Jakarta) we were jammed by the sudden crowd, a sea of humans crowing Dago because that night was happened to be the annually held Dago Festival. That night, it seems like every living soul, every breather in Bandung were came out of their houses and populated Dago by foot on which made Dago magnificently un-penetrable by our vehicle. Hence, we were trapped in the crowd for about three hours before we could manage to escape Dago Festival and head back to Jakarta. That was one of the tiresome experience i ever had. Eight hours which almost twice as usual required for us to make a trip from Bandung to Jakarta. But, it was a nice and pleasant trip none-the-less. I had a great time, and i just wish that everybody (especially our drivers) were also had a great time.
Friends, i love u all.