Luisa was my dorm mate in Yogyakarta, the last night.
Her blond curly hair and soft blue eyes must have been really appreciated during her exchange semester in Bali. She knew people around and knew some word in Bahasa which is really nice when you don’twant to look like a total tourist ready to be scammed.
Yogyakarta is different than any other city I visited in Java. The colors on the walls, the nice smell coming from every warung (these kind of small restaurants opened on the street where you can serve yourself succulent Nasi Goreng for few bills), the noise of the busy traffic, the smily people, the chicken on the road…
The Wanderlust Queens Project 