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  I had always imagined Borobudur as a destination for a quick getaway—wake up early, catch the sunrise, snap a few photos, and head home before the afternoon traffic. That was how most people described it. What I didn’t expect was that one weekend trip would completely reset my definition of travel, luxury, and even silence. Yes, this story is about the time I impulsively booked a hotel near Borobudur that costs nearly 20 million rupiah per night . Absurd? Maybe. Worth it? Absolutely. But let me take you from the beginning, because the real magic wasn’t the price tag—it was everything that happened around it. The Decision That Didn’t Make Sense (At First) It started on a Wednesday evening. I had one of those weeks when the days felt like a never-ending loop of screens, messages, and responsibilities. I wasn’t exactly burned out, but something inside me kept whispering, “Get out for a while.” Without thinking too hard, I googled “best place to stay near Borobudur.” That’s when...

  I didn’t plan to fall in love with Adelaide. In fact, when I first booked my ticket, I only thought of it as a calm stopover—one of those cities people visit for a day or two before moving on to more “famous” destinations in Australia. But sometimes, the places you expect the least from end up giving you the most. My first impression of Adelaide came even before the plane landed. From above, the city looked wide, green, and surprisingly peaceful. There were no skyscrapers competing for attention, no chaotic highways, no heavy buzz like the bigger Australian cities. Instead, what I saw was a city that breathed quietly—almost as if telling me, “Take your time, you’re safe here.” When I finally stepped outside the airport, the breeze carried a scent I can’t fully describe—something between fresh ocean air and warm eucalyptus. My taxi ride to the city center took less than 15 minutes, and during the whole trip I kept staring out the window, trying to take everything in. Neat littl...