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Road to Blitar

This writing is super late post. I should have it posted last year, but excuses always win. So, I beg your pardon for another lame excuses.

As I gave this writing a title: Road to Blitar, allow me to give you some insights of it. It was a  day working visit (kunjungan kerja), one of PIA Ranting 02 Cabang II Daerah II Skadron Udara 32'agenda. A short vacation, if I may say. 
The officers wives of 32nd Air Squadron decided to visit Blitar. We went to Blitar by train. It cost Rp 10,000 from Malang, if I am not mistaken. It took 2 hours, more or less. 

Blitar is such a small town. I have visited it twice. 1st trip to Blitar was with my family (Gonna write it later!) The town is really convenient: the people, the foods, the market, and etc are almost like other town in this country. Things that differ Blitar to other towns is it has places that other towns probably would not have.

Curious?

Pictures will satisfy the curiousity.

The 32nd Air Squadron's officers wives has arrived at Blitar Train Station

Visiting Home Made Bakery

Another kind of Bluder.




Selfie-ing is a must!

Free tester

Chocolate To Buy

The Cozy View

Cultivation of Chocolate

Free  Chocolate Souvenir 

Me and Ny. Arif Prayogi

The 32nd Air Squadron officers wives in action.

Wall photos of Soekarno in one of restaurant in Blitar

Yes, Soekarno picts can be easily found here. 

Time to Go Back Home!

It is a very traditional home made ice cream. Pardon the Unclear Picture. 

PS: Deeply thanks to Ny. Reza Sastranegara for the trip.
Location: Pakis, Malang, Jawa Timur, Indonesia

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