I think by now everybody has understood how much I resent living in Jakarta. It still hasn’t changed, and I still need a getaway every few weeks or so. I’ve always loved Bandung. Probably a bit too much, seeing how many posts I’ve written about it (I wrote how I felt when I left it here and compiled a list of things I’d missed here).

Add my favorite people to my favorite city, and I had a blast.

We went to my old campus and dropped by this place. I spent many hours looking at this between the lab session. Almost every Thursday, I went home after midnight (the record was 2 in the morning, no kidding), with the dirty lab coat I’d given up to clean (why bother if I had to deal with all the mud and oil the next week?), and feeling like a zombie in the morning in 7 am Statistics class. Damn you, Fluid Properties.

On Sunday morning, we had breakfast at this place. It was blissful, albeit the show provided by a couple sitting next to us who were having a dramatic fight. But still, I didn’t want to leave.

It was raining everyday when we were there. The petrichor of the post-rain evening felt like how I’ve always remembered it.

On my last night there, we went to this place we used to go, and spent hours there. Same people, same place, same feeling. It was 2012 all over again.