Event #1: Drinking the Holy Water

I reached the airport by 5 am. I was sleepy but I was excited. My parents were willing to come take me to the airport to say goodbye. After I checked my luggage in, we all headed down to McDonald's for breakfast. Screw the fact that it's not healthy; what other nearest outlet have cheap breakfast this early in the morning? Someone should come up with a healthy alternative branch that opens twenty-four-seven in KLIA.

Honestly, I thought that I would carry the biggest luggage. I brought a medium-sized roller bag, but luckily some of my friends brought bigger so the insecurity has diminished already.

Perfect timing: after breakfast, we went through the immigration with ease and headed to the plane out in the cool air of the early morning. I was never really into sleeping in a moving vehicle so I stayed up, looking around my friends' seats seeing them dozing off for two hours as well as admiring the scene of Jogjakarta from the plane window.

At first I noticed the countless rice fields down on the ground. Jogja (for short) was around an hour from the beach. We even saw the volcano and a mountain. The same volcano that erupted recently two years ago! I stared at the volcano with awe, and a few kilometers across is a mountain that looks similar to the volcano.

Apparently we were circling around the skies (the volcano appeared outside my window three times) because another airplane was taking off from the airport. So let's assume that there are not many runways in this small airport. It's smaller than KLIA, and it's incredibly faster to go through immigration!

It took us half an hour to reach to our hotel and we then settled to our respective rooms before heading out for lunch then off to the Prambanan Temple!

[the author currently doesn't have the pictures but she has posted some previously]

We even went to this palace ruins twenty minutes from Prambanan temple and... OMG, the space of this palace is ENORMOUSLY widespread. We went to this spot where concubines and princesses once bathed in this holy water.

So the tour guide dared us to drink the holy water. The water that's exposed in the open. Exposed to god-knows-what-else.

And you know what? It tasted good.

Maybe because we hadn't had water all day, but it feels so refreshing drinking it. It tastes like mineral water. So I filled up my bottle with it.

So eight of us dared to drink it, even our lecturer. Awesome, right?

The palace was the last stop of the day so here's the photo of my friend, Anna and I sitting at the entrance of the palace concierge.

Like queens sitting at the stairs of the concierge entrance!

This is where I'll stop for now.