Preparatory work in Bandung for the development of ABN (Asia Blog Network) by Budi Putra and his team, yours truly among them.
ABN was envisioned as a network delivering high-quality blog content, supported by carefully curated blogs from Indonesia’s blogging community, and connected with industry across diverse sectors and disciplines for publication, marketing, and promotional purposes.
We carried out a review and technical audit of the Telkom Speedy ADSL deployment in the Bandung region, covering the server, gateway, and the cabling infrastructure on the exchange side.
Waiting for the instructor to arrive for my class at the CCF. I was pursuing French studies after office hours twice a week at the Centre Culturel Français on Purnawarman Street in Bandung
Team-building outing for the Marketing & Sales unit of TREG 3, with white-water rafting on the Citarik River.
A reception for Chevening Scholars and Alumni held at the residence of His Excellency Charles Humfrey, the British Ambassador to Indonesia, on Teuku Umar st, Jakarta.
An SMS invitation from Bu Ani for a workshop discussing Kat 1.
KIBAR Gathering at Birmingham Park
The Templo de Debod became one of the unexpected highlights of my days in Madrid. After finishing my Alcatel training sessions, I would walk up to the terrace beside Parque del Oeste, just northwest of Plaza de España, where the air opened out and the city unfolded beneath the soft evening light. It was the perfect place to watch the sunset. Madrid turns strangely serene at that hour, the stones glowing as if warming themselves for the night. The temple itself still feels improbable: a genuine ancient Egyptian sanctuary from the 2nd century BCE, once standing near Aswan, dedicated to Amun and Isis. It was not seized or spirited away in some colonial episode; Egypt gifted it to Spain in 1968 in thanks for Spain’s help in safeguarding Nubian monuments threatened by the Aswan High Dam. The structure was dismantled, shipped block by block, and resurrected here on this high ground. Standing there in the fading light, it always felt like a fragment of another world that had found a strangely graceful second home in Madrid.
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