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T / go away / yogyakarta

16---headerWhen friends asked us where we were heading to for the Khmer New Year holidays, I had to repeat myself a few times. No. Not the bustling Jakarta, populated by 9.6 million people and a ton of traffic. We were heading to its hipper, artsier, more culturally oriented cousin, Yogyakarta (also affectionately known as Jogja), population 388,627 and located in Central Java.

I had long been hearing about it from friends. How calm and peaceful it was.  The high concentration of culture and artisanal production in the city and its surroundings.  Centuries old temples and volcanoes that had a tendency to rain ash all over its surroundings every so often.  I was sold.  We needed a longer-than-weekend escape from hot hot Phnom Penh (I don’t know if we’ve yet mentioned that for the past few days, it’s been 45°C or 1000F) and the general bump and grind of life and work in a city that does not hibernate.

So off we went, armed with nothing but recommendations from our dear friends who had lived there as natives, visited as children, former students of this college town and this very helpful article from CN Traveler.

KratonAfter an early morning flight (through Kuala Lumpur on Air Asia), we were met at the Dusun Jogja Villa Inn by owner and Jogja native, Amron “Paul” Yuwono, who used to run around the city as a university student with our good friend Stacy.  Complete with outdoor showers (where you might enjoy an enchanting late afternoon call to prayer from) and soft mattresses that you just melt into after a long day in transit, Paul runs a great city hideaway with attentive staff and great design.  This is in addition to the style services he provides to President Barack Obama’s half-sister, or screening thought provoking (and sometimes banned) films on Saturday nights on the hotel grounds.  Water-Palace


Samar Gumuling, the underground mosque

With Jogja Village Inn located in a tranquil oasis amid the heart of the city, we ventured out to the Kraton – the Sultan’s palace complex.  But this area is not just about the majestic and very well maintained palace, where the Sultan still resides and serves as governor of the Yogyakarta Special Region.  Surrounding the palace are numerous other royal landmarks from the Water Castle and royal garden known as the Taman Sari, to one of my favourite locations – Sumur Gumuling, the underground mosque.

GudegAnd of course there’s gudeg, the culinary speciality of Jogja.  It is ubiquitous and each Jogjan will tell you a different vendor serving the best gudeg in town.  We discovered Gudeg Yu Djum was a common favourite serving this very sweet jackfruit curry with rice, egg, tempeh and chicken to locals.  I also couldn’t get enough of mie goreng for breakfast.


More Yogya eats.


Plaosan, a temple at Prambanan Candi

Jogja is not just about its royal landmarks.  The areas outside the city are just as majestic.  Despite the rainy season, we took a motorbike out (that’s how we role: unprepared) to contemplate the steamy and very much still active Mount Merapi (which eerily looms on a clear day just north of Jogja), and an off-the-beaten path drive through happily irrigated rice paddies to Prambanan Candi, the massive ancient Hindu temples just sitting on the city’s eastern outskirts.

07---Mount-MerapiBorobodurAnd of course, there’s the other white elephant in the room. The temples of Borobodur.  Located about 45 minutes northwest of Jogja, and very much manageable as a half day trip, the millennium-old Buddhist temples and World Heritage Site serve as a vast reminder of once great dynasties that ruled Java centuries before traders India arrived. Visitors wind up the ascending levels of Buddhist cosmology before arriving at the highest level of enlightenment at the top of Borobodur’s massive stupa.  Each level comes with stories originating from Buddhist mythology carved into the breathing stones that maintain the giant stupa’s structure. Definitely pay for a tour guide (100,000 Indonesian Rupiah, or about 9 USD) to explain each of these stories for you.

D'Omah-TriadAfter a morning that began with a 230am departure for a mountain top sunrise, with the fog rolling in beneath us, and wander through Borobodur, we finally mentally checked into the D’Omah boutique hotel on the southern edge of Jogja in a village (or kampong) called Tembi.  And we could n0t have asked for a better way to take the last days of the trip.  With a room wallpapered with locally-produced batik, and a very well kept grounds that once served as the residence for local leaders of Tembi, we basically just sank into relaxation.  Breakfasts facing rice paddies, the sounds of calls to prayer resonating through the air.  How could we leave?

But we had to.  But armed with a good supply of local batik, coklat, and hand carved teak pieces, I knew I just had to share all this. Thanks to Stacy, Irra, Tish and friends for all the great recommendations!

PS – Here are the details!

Flights to Yogyakarta are available through Kuala Lumpur (via Air Asia), Singapore (via Silk Air) and Jakarta (on Garuda Airlines).

Peak season starts in June through September, when it is relatively dry.  The wet season lasts from October until June.

Dusun Jogja Village Inn rates range from about 60 USD (Deluxe Room, including breakfast, low-season).

Each room at the D’Omah is unique and housed across four different buildings with an additional private villa also available.  Rates range from 60 USD (Deluxe Room, including breakfast, low-season) to 123 USD (private villa, including breakfast, low-season).

Scooters are available to rent for about 100,000 Rp per day (about 9 USD) and cars for about 350,000 Rp daily (about 30 USD).  Please note that Indonesian roads drive on the left.

Beware touts who linger around the temples at the Kraton who will tell you that the temples are closed and will try to take you to purchase batik from overpriced shops.

All photos by Tiffany Tsang. Please request permission for use.




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C + T / top five

top-five-headerThere are always things making us happy during the month.  So we decided to share them with you!

Cait: Chimichurri

I spent a few months in Argentina when I was 23. I spent a good amount of time on that trip drinking wine and eating steak. Steak with chimichurri. A sexy mix of garlic, good olive oil, lemon, and any herbs you can find. I make a giant batch (this will stank up your kitchen) and then use it on everything from chicken and steak to eggs and potatoes.

Tiff: Steak Tartare

I like my meat raw.  I’m serious here.  Good quality, nicely marbled, and raw. Except for poultry.  I know they do that that in Osaka and that’s probably the only place I would have it.  But anyways, the dish at hand here is a melt in your mouth, chopped to the appropriate size, perfectly seasoned steak tartare (see that here).  This would be my deserted island food.  And we are so lucky that Cochise has brought a stellar tartare to Phnom Penh at his Bistrot Bassac.  Count on it that Cait and I are here at least twice a week.


Photo Credit: Everlane and Shop Bop

Cait: Everlane Ryan Muscle Tank

This one has been in heavy rotation all year, so its a good thing I have it in two colors. It’s crazy comfortable, it falls well and I love that the company is so transparent abut exactly how and wear their clothing is made. Win win win.

Tiff: Steven Alan Winona Dress

I like me some uniforms.  The shirtdress has always been a key part of my professional capsule wardrobe, but I needed a cool new one to spruce up my post-office life.  Then I watched the pilot episode of Marry Me and I was instantly hooked on this number that we first meet Casey Wilson in.  With the stellar seamstresses of Phnom Penh, I’ve now got two in my collection and there will definitely be more in the future.

Photo Credit: Condé Nast and Melicacy

Photo Credit: Condé Nast and Melicacy

Cait: Paris

Yes, the most cliche of all places to put on a list. I care not. When I was traveling back and forth from Africa, Paris used to be my favorite place to layover and relax for a few days before returning to real life. It’s also a fantastic place to eat your feelings and mend a broken heart. Or at least stick it back together with cheese. I am planning a trip to Paris with my mom right now, and its going to be the best. I can’t wait to play and eat and shop and eat and drink and eat and play.

Tiff: Yogyakarta

There are always back up travel plans.  And if Uganda doesn’t happen in April, I already have my eye on Plan B: Yogyakarta, Indonesia. Also known affectionately as Jogja, and only a hop away from big brother Bali,  it is home to the Borobudur temples and a hip scene of artisans and other makers.  This means a ton of gorgeous batik, delicious local cuisine and a great mix of culture and nature.

Photo Credit: Big Data

Photo Credit: Arrested Development and Big Data

Cait: Arrested Development- 1992

I love early 90’s hip hop and R&B. Most of my music preferences often lean toward this era, or earlier, which is why Tiff is in charge of proving you with cool new music.  But I will not apologize for still loving Arrested Development. I remember listening to Tenessee, Everyday People and Mr Wendal as an awkward tween with no idea what the words meant. It didn’t matter, and now that I do understand what they are talking about, the lyrics hold up.

Tiff: Big Data – Clean (Featuring Jamie Lidell)

Can’t say no to crooner Jamie Lidell and a cool little logo for Big Data. This new project comes from producer Alan Wilkis, who is remixing everyone up the wazoo these days, and I can’t stop playing it.  So is it making me happy?  Hell yeah.

Photo Credit: Vogue

Photo Credit: NBC and Vogue

Cait: Celebrity Bitch Slap

This is a game that was introduced to me last night at dinner. Basically, you pick a celebrity that you would like to slap in the face. It’s really fun. So we are clear, the Kate McKinnon as Justin Bieber photo above is an homage to her, and yes he is my choice to receive a smack or two.

Tiff: Bespoke-Indie-Slow-Magazines

I don’t talk about this often on the blog, but I’m keen on shifting my horizons to creating a web-mag that completely rides on the coattails of these wicked indie mags that have been exploding since bespoke bicycles became a thing.  These highly curated, pretty much tailored, and definitely produced with a slow lifestyle in mind, serve as the inspo for not only how content appears on this blog, but also tell Cait and I where we sit in the whole hip-o-sphere and the gap we are intending to fill.  Endless ideas that we are playing with every day, basically.