Visiting Geology Museum and Indonesian Postal Museum was exhausting enough. So I took a rest for a while. From the right yard of Gedung Sate, I crossed Cilaki Street and entered the Lansia Park, still in Bandung.
There were many big old trees there. They shelter Lansia Park’s ground from the heat of the sun. The trees produce the refreshingly air. And this park was a bit silent that day. There were only few people and some students after school. It was just perfect.
You must know, on Sunday morning, Lansia Park is always crowded. There is a market (pasar kaget) in Gasibu, in front of Gedung Sate. There are also many people who do sport in the open field. Diponegoro Street is always very busy at that moment. It makes pollution. So, stay in Lansia Park could be a smart choice for the health sake.
Oh, I haven’t told you why this park is called Lansia Park. Well, it is because this park is often visited by the lansia (lanjut usia or senior people), or it was built for the lansia from the beginning. They do walk or jog there. Also relax themselves, and perhaps enjoy the rest of their life with some friends.
However, everyone still can visit Lansia Park, including the young genereation. Like me, of course, and the students I met there.
I just spent a few minutes, sitting down for a while on the bench. Lansia Park is not like Molluken Park. There were no “spooky” things. Yet, my eyes were little annoyed with the rubbish. C’est toujours comme ça!
Suddenly, I felt thirsty and hungry. Before entering the park, I saw the merchant of chicken noodle, baso tahu, baso malang, nasi timbel (rice wrapped by banana leaf, served with fried chicken, tofu and tempeh), chicken soto, or es campur. But, I did not want it all.
I was near Cisangkuy Street. And, there is a café of yoghurt. Cisangkuy Café.
I went there and ordered a strawberry yoghurt. It had been long time I did not drink that beverage. It was midday and I was thirsty. Cool strawberry yoghurt was a heaven’s gift. Mmm … super delicious!
Ok, let’s back home now.