From some reasons or the other, this blog spot as been left vacant. Finally, with a little pressure from here and there and after a personal decision to have a New Year resolution, I decide to reactivate this place, to which I can share my feeling, experiences and as well seek for comments on what ever issues to which bothers.
What better way can I reactivate my blog than for me to share my 9 days long holiday in Bandung (23rd Dec. 2006 to 1st Jan. 2007). Initially I had the feeling that it was just going to be another time wasted, even with the precise understanding that my task for the year were not fully accomplished yet, but then, it really proved to me that sometimes, one just need to have a break from work and as well a time to reflect upon what has been done and map out what the next step to go in life is. My quick advice to you is this; “never decide to go on a vacation without having your own plan, I mean a plan you can call your own, because you might just be disappointed with the shared plan you created with others accompanying you on the trip”.
I could never celebrate this year’s Christmas eve better than the way I did, with a bunch of crazy guys and girls popping bottles of wine and drink lots of bear. First question that’ll come to your head should be “Is he not in Indonesia? Indonesian don’t drink alcohol” good question, cos I had this nice time with BOLÉS (Indonesian word for white foreigners) from Germany(3), Czech Rep(1), Poland(3), Hungary(1) Sweden(2) and of cause me from Nigeria(1). The best part of the night was the count down. Most of the guys had gotten to a stage of little or no understanding of what was going on around them, but some how we were all conscious that it was 11.59pm. Suddenly came in a load voice from one of us “Guys its Christmas day”. And what do you know, lots of hugs and kisses started to spread round the house. The disappointment that faced me afterwards was that the day itself was less than what I had imagined it to be, after witnessing a joyous event the night before. I was consoled somehow with my laptop and some CDs I bought as far back as a month ago, but then without any time to watch them until now.
26th, 27th, 28th, 29th and 30th just passed without me really figuring out what real events I was able to accomplish. But then thanks to Neomi who invited me to the Braga festival that lasted for three day and as well took me to her Javanese dance classes. I also took a time out to go to the Bandung zoo, to which was my second time of visiting a zoo in my entire life. The first was at the Ibadan zoo back in Nigeria and the time was when I was 13 years old. It’s obviously seen here that I am a fan of nature and especially I take much observation and love for the animal kingdom. Now it shouldn’t surprise you to hear me say that what you see on animal planet (one of my best stations on cable TV) really came alive for the first time and there right in from of me, breathing from the same air to which I breathe. I stood there staring at the majestic look of the lion for almost half and hour, watching the way it moved and yarned, to the way it scratched his body and then stared back at me. I felt in control of a beast that till date is referred to as “the king of the jungle”. Ah, how could I forget the stretch of the giraffe way over its unroofed house to which it stared at me from. To cut the story short, I saw as many animals I had always saw on TV and some I never even knew exists in the world. It really was a special moment for me.
Also thanks to Imas who took me to visit her friends and as well set up a dinner with 5 of us present and as well inviting me to the reception party for Mary’s guests from United States.
I did have a nice time with my girl friend as well, she didn’t have much time to take me places, cos she was working her ass out daily for this company to which she currently works as an intern. She was able to visit me during the Christmas day and as well brought me a Christmas cake. Thanks dear,
Ah, final thanks to Aidy and the 24-houred AIESECer David. How could I ever imagine that I would ever spend new year’s eve and as well the first minutes of the new year walking on the street with these great guys, making lots of noise while we watch the fireworks detonate and running to see the spot from where it was lunched; as well the sumptuous dinner your mum (Aidy) prepared to celebrate the New Year’s Eve, joined by others who lived in the kost at your house; Also seeing the Indonesian style of celebrating the new year. How you ask? As at 11.30pm, the streets were filled with lots of vehicles. You’ll almost wonder if there was a stampede, say maybe some earth quake or another round of tsunami occurring, with lots of noise coming from their roaring exhausts and as well sounds from the symbol of Indonesian celebration- a trumpet-like looking piece with a sound that’ll definitely make you hold on to your hears. Now, every single car and motor bike that passed us had one sort-of-sound coming from it. I finally learnt that during events like this, people always troop out in large groups, driving about and breaking every single traffic rules that existed in the country. How crazy, but fun to witness. All that’s left for me to make you see how much fun I had is to see my pictures.
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