Welp, I'm back in Jakarta

After 1 glorious month hopping around western Europe, sharing rooms with strangers, visiting amazing museums, jaw dropping buildings, castles, palaces, churches, drinking copious amount of alcohol, eating remarkable cheese and stuffing my face with super thin crust pizzas, laughing my ass off with drunken college kids, discussing religion with people from different backgrounds, and bitching about the cold weather, I am finally back in Jakarta.

Back to this chaotic city. No longer I am a semi-young kid on holiday, I am an unemployed adult, with zero life. 

Yeah, post-holiday blues sucks. 

I want to live in Barcelona as a flamenco dancer, and marry a football player. 

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