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Visiting The Tomb of Soekarno

I should have it posted last year considering it was last year trip with my family. It was on May 2014, my family came and visited me in Malang. My sister, Amzyella planned to go to Blitar. She wanted to visit the Tomb of Soekarno. We were blind about the roads in Malang, but the curiousity and the spirit of Dora the Explorer always win. We went to Blitar with me driving the car from Malang.
It took approximately 2 to 3 hours driving. Thanks to Google Maps for directing us, although some directions were kind of misleading. 

Our family, especially me and my sister love things about history and nature tourism. Our curiousity about history and nature tourism is really high compared to human-made places of entertainment, no matter how wonderful it might be.

The Tomb of Soekarno is placed in a very big area with Javanese style where Joglo is the icon of the building. The Tomb itself lies in Bendogerit Village, Sanawetan Sub-district, Blitar. It has been built since Soekarno as the 1st President of Indonesia passed away and buried.  The Tomb has been restored on June 21st, 1970 for the first time. The reconstruction made The Tomb of Soekarno as an icon of the city got stronger and more attracting for the visitors.

Here some pictures could give a little insight about the place.
Enjoy and don't forget to visit it some time!

Me and Hubby were riding becak. We had to take Becak from Parking area to the Tomb of Soekarno.

Bargaining 
























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