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West Java Trip (Part 1)

Heya guys! so, i just got back from a trip to West Java (as the title shows). To put it shortly, it's a really great place filled with great foods, good hospitality, funny language, and diverse cultural differences. But you're not here for "short descriptions" are you?

Starting off, this is not your normal holiday or field trip. In just a few days after i got home, i will immediately be greeted with mid term tests, and by logic and common sense (mine at least), i would NEVER go on a trip at such occasion. But, well i made a promise with my sister and the deal is to go with her as a cameraman for her youtube channel thingy (channel name is kenandgrat btw). her channel got scouted by the tourism ministry to do a travel kind of video in west java (i'll post a link when they uploaded it). So yeah, there i was, just 5 days away from mid term exam, half-heartedly following my sister in a trip to another province. Good enough.. for now.

So the first day of the trip, we have just arrived in the airport, and *VOOM* straight to the first spot, which is this old (modernized), antique, seemingly empty, train museum. Now the thing about this place, is that it's simply a wonderland for photographers. It is visually pleasing, with big-ass long-ass hallway, old structures, old trains, just a recipe for ol' nice vintage pics. Well, actually that's all i can say about it. Here's some pic and footage of the place


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