Jogjakarta Railway Station

Yogyakarta or commonly  known as “Jogja” was my destination after more than a year since I last traveled for leisure as I made a trip to Papua New Guinea for business in January . One of the main reasons for the less traveled  or sabbatical period is that I was so involved and focused on a new business.This is my second trip to Yogyakarta as I passed through Yogyakarta when I was eleven years old.

The flight from Kuala Lumpur International Airport took about two and a half hours with a few bumps and moments of anxiety along the way. The Air Asia Airbus 320 landed at the Adisucipto International Airport a few minutes later than the scheduled time. The Immigration and Customs clearance went smoothly and as I exited the arrival gate the familiar sound of voices of taxi drivers soliciting passengers was in the full blast mode. My plans for the day was a visit to the Indonesian Air Force Museum which was near the airport itself and then check into the hotel.

After negotiating the taxi fare I got on board the taxi heading towards the museum. On arrival I noticed that the parking lot of the museum was full of buses and the surrounding area was full of school children. I asked the driver to stop at the canteen where I had my lunch. I decided to call off the visit to the museum as it was crowded and the chances of me taking a snapshot of planes and exhibits itself was remote. Arrived at the hotel early and had to wait a while as most of the rooms were not ready. It got worse when a tour group arrived with two buses full of hotel guests …….Checked into the hotel room at only 3 p.m

Malioboro Street 
Malioboro Street 

Horse carts @ Malioboro Street 
Beca (Rickshaws) @  Malioboro Street 
Malioboro Street 

Rickshaws @ Malioboro Street 


Batik stalls @ Malioboro Street 
Batik shops @ Malioboro Street 
Bus stand @ Malioboro Street

After reorganising my plans for the day I decided to walk about around Jalan Malioboro which is in the heart of Jogjakarta. I took a beca (rickshaw) to Jalan Malioboro and I was in a sea of thousands of people. Jalan Malioboro was packed with people, cars, motorcycles, rickshaws and horse carts.The road is full of shops selling batik garments, food stalls and a few convenience stores with five foot alleys packed with people looking at goods and bargaining with the street vendors. Traffic was heavy but I noticed that the use of the horn was at a minimum despite the numerous types of vehicles  and pedestrians plying the busy Malioboro Road.
Wandered around the streets of Malioboro Road which is full of budget hotels, money changers, tour agencies and massage parlours ………What was amazing was the stream of people which was never ending, locals and tourist alike. Street buskers filled the restaurants and road side food stalls to entertain the customers having meals there.


Thinking ahead.
Peddler @ Malioboro Street 


Peddler @ Malioboro Street 
Peddler @ Malioboro Street 

Busker @ Malioboro Street 

Off Malioboro Street 

Hotel @ Malioboro

Traffic @ Malioboro Street 


Traffic @ Malioboro Street 
Foyer @Jogjakarta Railway Station
Foyer @Jogjakarta Railway Station

Railway Crossing @ Malioboro Street


Railway Crossing @ Malioboro Street

After spending a couple of hours along Malioboro Road ,I walked back to my hotel. I made a stop at the railway station where one could see the peak hour rush where passengers were rushing to their departing trains. It was dusk already when I decided to end my day as I was a bit tired due to the heat and humidity of the day.
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