Sheraton Lampung Hotel
Travel Blogs from Bandar Lampung
... piece of Canon kit for me and it was very much appreciated!
We eventually headed up hill, growing very tired and thought we had reached the village of Merak where we would be spending the night... this village looked like a film set, rustic and beautiful with characterful ladies chatting to each other over their garden walls (a photo was permmitted and will eventually follow!) A quick phone call to Karma and we found we had to reach the next village, so on ...
... pretty weird because of a boat with 40 passengers, Rick and I were the only two people to get off at Kotok. Granted there are supposedly 999 other islands, but still a weird feeling. Upon getting off the boat we not only quickly realized we were the only people getting off the boat but also the only customers on the whole island, and they weren't expecting us either. So after talking to some people on the phone and no one still really understanding that we had been ...
... on some sort of route, you would be wrong. Things like this are just known by the locals here. No printed schedules, no signs, no identifiers, you just do it enough until you know. It is at this point that we all realize that while Chica had given us these tips (i.e. - get off at the bridge-- we would have never known which bridge, or that it was a walk over bridge and not a traditional bridge), she was right. We could not have done this trip without a guide/local.
... you want to go and enjoying the sunset with your beloved one or with friends. Her trip to Tidung Island years ago make me envy her and I promised I got the feeling that I got to make it this time or I will never make it forever. If I don’t start to take steps and eager for this trip, I know I’ll cancel it again and again. I realized that I don’t have much money for a fancy vacation in Bali, but I feel, that’s not what I want from ...
I was floating upright in an inner tube, my legs dangling in the sulphurous hot spring at Way Belerang on the side of the Rajabasa volcano. During the 33 hours of travel (in two mini-vans, a motorcycle, and a large non AC bus) that had brought us to Kalianda on the southern tip of Sumatra, I never imagined such a blissful reward. Now weightless, warm, clean, and totally relaxed, I reflected on the bus adventure, which had several times prompted me to utter, "I hate this, I ...
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- Shuttle bus service
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet