Like many other cities in South America, Bucaramanga also has its annual festival, called Feria Bonita. In September, various art performances are held all over town. It is an opportunity to watch Colombian dance and music, mostly for free. One of the shows I went to was a salsa concert in Concha Acústica, where everyone… Read More Dancing in the Rain (Bucaramanga Part 2)
“Where the hell is Bucaramanga?” That question popped into mind after I found out that I was going to live in this town in Colombia that I had never heard before, for more or less 4 months. Only finding very little information on the internet, I finally got a definite answer after 40-something hours of… Read More City of 220 Parks (Bucaramanga Part 1)
“Are we really doing this?” I asked mi amiga de viajes Annisa for the umphteenth time. We were on a minivan, heading to El Desierto de Tatacoa, about 6 hours from Bogotá. My doubt slash wonder about going to the desert was with two pretty good reasons. One, we were previously penniless in Bogotá and… Read More Morning Trek in The Tatacoa Desert
… And they tasted salty, crunchy, toasty, and I didn’t end up re-enacting a Fear Factor scene. A few months that felt like a lifetime ago, when I knew that I was going to live in a city called Bucaramanga, naturally I googled it right away. I didn’t find that many information on the city itself, but… Read More That One Time I Ate Some Ants…
“Cartagena’s so dizzying,” was my first impression when I set foot in this Caribbean town in the northern part of Colombia. It wasn’t because of the 14-hour night bus trip that I took from Bucaramanga. Yes, that too. But what I meant was that the capital of Bolívar departamento felt so overwhelmingly vibrant, energetic and stylish. I stood at an intersection… Read More Cartagena In Colour
To most tourists or other visitors in Bogotá, TransMilenio might be just another city transportation system. But the daily commuters of Jakarta, might and even should be a little bit more curious about this city bus system, because it was the model for our own TransJakarta. During the 3 days of my stay in the capital city of… Read More TransJakarta, Meet Your Father: TransMilenio
The answer is simple: take a fluffy blanket with you and wear socks. And I’m not talking about one of those ankle socks that are nicely hidden in your sneakers. I’m talking about the knitted socks your aunt gave you last Christmas. Let me tell you, the night buses in Colombia are extremely cold. And… Read More How To Survive Night Buses in Colombia
I have been on many different boats and ships in my life and I loved every single one of them. From a rusty fisherman boat in Pulau Seribu and Bunaken, speed boat in the jungle of Sebangau National Park in Central Kalimantan, narrow motor boat on the shallow Krueng Sabee river in Aceh, water taxi… Read More Boating in a Mangrove Forest
We really love funiculars here at le sac perdu HQ 🙂 It was a gloomy afternoon when I decided to go up the Petrin Hill in Prague. The infamous hill was mentioned af few times in Milan Kundera’s novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being, and not in the loveliest light (people either got killed or killed themselves… Read More The Grassy Hill of Petrin
My visit to Cirebon, a small coastal town in West Java, was short. But, after visiting some of the historical sites the town had to offer, I decided that Kejaksan Train Station is the most interesting. Like any other small town stations in Indonesia, it is busy and crowded. But once you can get past… Read More Train Station, First Impression.
