that's me in the middle, my older sister on my right and my younger sister, Rynn Laili, on my left.
My older sister and my older brother, Amirul Fadhil, posing for the camera I was holding while waiting for our flight to go up, up, and awayyyyyyyyy~ ^,^
Apparently, we don't take much pictures on our first day. Arrived around 5.30pm (Indonesian time) Well, we went to Kopo, and bought tons of 'kain' to be made into baju kurung and jubah. It's not a big mall or shopping complex or a building like Pasar Baru, it's just a house with packed, variety cloth cost RM35 or 110,000rupiah each. Any, I repeat, any material you picked, the price is the same. And there are a LOT to choose from, we spent like, 2hours in that small hall of the house. At the entrance, there are sellers who sell souvenirs, so I decided to buy them for my colleagues, and something for me as well. I bought pens, that you can carve your name on it. 1 for 10,000rupiah, and a dozen for 100,000rupiah. So, I bought a dozen of that, and a beg..a shoe bag..I mean, a bag that looked like a shoe, for 75,000rupiah. Here's my older sister modeling the bag *on day 2*. Huhuhu..
We had dinner afterwards and went to the hotel, checked-in, met a tailor named 'Adik' (our tourguide, Pak Rahman introduced him to us. Adik can make 20 garments in one night! The price is about the same in Malaysia, ranging from RM40-48 per garment, depending on what kind of style you want; more elaborate, more costly. He can also make slacks, you know, the one you used for work. Depending on the material, price for slacks ranging from 220,000rupiah to 370,000rupiah. So, my dad want 4 of those, my older sister want 2, and I want 1, plus the cloths that we bought at Kopo (turn them into 8baju kurung and 4jubah). Even though the price is more or less like in Malaysia, but bear in mind that Adik can make them overnight! Here's Adik, together with my sisters, discussing on what style they want for their garment;
*you could see that Adik's wearing Blackberry, so it's easy to contact him, whether through BBM or email. He has his own reputation in Johor and KL as well*
We had our breakfast at the hotel. My mom, Rohana Ismail, and my father, Laili Darus on the first box. =)
And then, we went to Pasar Baru....urm...you can Google the pictures since Pasar Baru is infamous and the pictures are everywhere, it's basically a 7floors building which sells jeans, bags, stuff for Haji and Umrah, kebaya, baju kurung, telekung, etc etc. Heh heh.. We spend almost four hours there, I bought a 50,000rupiah bag...since I have less clues about women handbags, my sister picked it for me;
Yes, it's quite girly..my sisters...both of them..are really.....ladies. Whatever pink item that I have until now, is either; chosen, picked, bought, or given by my sisters..and I have no choice but to accept the items *a sibling can't really reject things that another sibling gave..at least this is practiced in my family, whether we like it or not, we appreciate the other by accepting their gift/thought. The end result doesn't matter (you might not wear/use the items, EVER, and just keep them in your closet, FOREVER), what matters most is the first step, which is, accepting the gift/thought..and not critiquing or condemning or complaining about the items that they have taken time and mind and money to buy it for you*. The pinky items are not that ugly, and you know that sometimes you kinda in the mood to be feminine/girly, so when those times come, I wear/use them. Whenever people ask, *since I've said that I dis-prefer pink* I will tell the truth; which is, "my sisters gave them to me". But then, somehow, it got to the point that some people just don't buy it.. I figured they must have thought that "my sisters gave them to me" is just a lame excuse to get out of the fact that "I really like pink but I don't wanna admit it"...which is soooooo not true.. People who know me can verify this.
Anyway, back to Bandung. Afterwards (after Pasar Baru), we went for lunch. Kinda like, nasi padang. Taraaa;
That's all for now, for part1. I'll be posting on the other half of our second day, together with our final day in Bandung. (which will be about; Toko Tiga, my completed garments, and Tangkuban Perahu)