At just about midnight nine hours before, some friends tried their luck crossing the two giant trees blindfolded at the Alun-Alun south of Yogyakarta Keraton (traditional palace). “Yogyakarta is running out of places to hangout in weekends, hence the constructions of hangout spots even in the outskirts of the city,” said Danang, a PR officer from the hotel that after sometimes has become more of a friend than a nuisance.
This explained the crowding youth at the Alun-Alun. The myths behind the trees, where successful crossing without the luxury of sight will grant their innermost desire in life, have prompted some people to lease black cloths for eye cover. And people are selling everything traditional, from the widely known Ronde (hot ginger drink) to boiled ground peanuts. We rent tandem bikes and make two rounds circling the Alun-Alun. Frankly, I haven’t had that much fun –or laughs- in a long time.
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