Hotel Salak The Heritage
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Mister, how are you?! This greeting is shouted at us from every street corner when walking around Cianjur. Oh the complicated gender titles of English! If a black person goes into a dark room can you still see them? Yes we really did get asked this one, along with 'If a black person and a white person get married is the baby look like a zebra?' Although these questions seem crazy to us, people here have only ever met SE Asians ...
... I've just eaten fish after fish after fish. They even eat fish heads, I mean what can you eat on a fish head. Another bizarity is chicken legs, what do you eat on a chicken leg surely they are a bit chewy to say the least. Finally I had a fish that still had all its inside in which was on the unpleasant side. The steak was so good, it was so amazingly good, the feel of steak in my mouth, I could almost tastes the individual iron and protein molecules my body ...
... ideal weekend trip would be to leave Jakarta on Friday evening and head straight to one of the rafting resorts in Sukabumi. You can do the adventure games here on Saturday morning and leave for Ujung Genteng by midday to see the turtle hatchlings in the evening. On the Sunday morning, head for Curug Cikaso in the morning, have a dip and then head back for Jakarta by midday. But since I was riding alone (no pillion, no fellow rider/s), there was no point in ...
... at the end of the benches. The hall continues past that row of classrooms with more classrooms down the wall on the left and the complimentary room at the end on the left as well. The hall turns to the right and the rooms on either side in the back are the consultant rooms with the computer room called the speaking center at the end.
It was a nice little change with some cool people working there.
... IS CHANGING ALL THE TIME.
My physical pain
now leaves room to a psychological pain. I haven't talked for already
48 hours, the voice in my head is still going on. It is trying to
distract me by any means. When I want to concentrate I see images of
food, of girls, of cars... of everything your mind can throw at you
to keep you under control, to prevent you from getting liberated. I
start to feel isolation, melancholy. I start to wonder what this ...