Nice memory in the village (May, 23rd - 25th 2011).
Desa Sumur
I was thankful because I got super nice home parents. They live as a dairy farmer and for their additional works, they have a kiosk in their house and become a farmer in the field. I stayed in the 2nd floor there. I was not alone, there was Fifi, my classmate, also accompany my three special days in the Tambaksari Village, Pasuruan.
I had so much pleasurable activity there, I learnt how to milk the cows, harvest fields, helped my home parents cook and clean the house. Oops, I forget to introduce you, my home parents are Mrs.Tarinten and her daughter Mrs.Titik (23 y.o). Mrs.Titik has a pretty daughter, named Lailla (3 y.o).

I explored the village with friends, had a good time learning Gamelan and gathered with the romance of campfire in the middle of the night. Walking down the street to visit neighbors. So cool!
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I got lots of valuable things there, about villagers especially. How do they live, their characteristic, way of thinking, their routines and (almost) all! It was very fun to be in the village. The weather also cool and fresh which I couldn't find in my town. Seriously!
The peace, the warmth and their smiles are just too precious. I learnt how villagers could live with all the simplicity and keep smiling all the way.
One thing, I realized that they are so sincere in everything. I was surprised when the time I had to leave came. My home parents cried and didn't want to meet me. I had no idea why they had to cry for an ordinary girl like me? But, it touched me much.
Really, village and town are just two different world.

Uhmm, and few last things to share. FYI, villagers are so creative, they live with all the limitations but they can survive. They create nothing to something useful. Also, they have a biogas as a substitution of LPG's usage. So creative. Don't ever underestimate them.
If they're asked for moving to the town, they will reject it. Why? Because they think their life are satisfying enough. They enjoy it.