Hello, I’m sharing to you a piece of happiness I experienced during the Ramadhan month in my hometown! I, with my mother and two younger brothers arrived in Kutoarjo way too earlier than our actual plan. We wished we could grab the D-5 or at least D-7 of Ied Fitr train tickets, but even D-10 departures’ seats were all sold out, as expected. Still, we wanted to go. So we just reserved any day tickets available. And... tadah! We ended up spending half of our Ramadhan month in our beloved grandma’s house. And it was actually good.
One of these starving days, just approximately one and half hour to the upcoming Adzan Maghrib, my uncle drove us to a flawless place; a beach!
