On the train from Kertosono to Jogja

Daddy&his 'ngedot' angels:)

It was a trip back home to another hometown of mine...Jogjakarta.

Freya having dinner

Papa, Freya, Eyra

It was the first time ever that we took a train in the near end of Ramadan month. The tickets were only Rp 130,000 each. It was still comparatively cheap compared to the high/peak season of mudik-which would be just two days afterwards. So, we were kinda lucky to get the cheap prices for an executive class train for our round trip Jogja - Kediri - Jogja.
Eyra and Freya did enjoy their time being on the train again with us.
It was indeed a memorable time to behold, since we knew that time that we were about to leave Kediri for at least 3 years. So, we pretty much enjoyed every minute of it.
Lots of things were going on with the kids: as usual: eating, playing, screaming out loud, running, walking, and sleeping, of course.
The 4-hour trip also highlighted our Ramadan's breaking the fast on the train for the first time ever.

sunset

Freya at Tugu railway station

It was a good thing that.....and very considerate of my Mom to prepare the food for us. In fact, we did not have to buy any food to break the fast that time. Of course, the temptation to buy the famous pecel madiun when we stopped for a while at Madiun was setting in.

But, hey...it was more than enough to enjoy the food that my Mom made for us. It was more worthwhile.
Even, my kids ate a lot--as long as I recollect--which was a good thing.
The sunset view along the way also gave additional mixed eerie feeling in a good way, for sure.

At around 8 p.m. we arrived safely at Jogja Railway Station.
(Jogjakarta, August 21, 2011)