Rumah Hobit di Umbul Sidomukti Semarang


Liburan ke Semarang sungguh sulit dilupakan. Galau kalau masih dirawat dalam ingatan. Karena pengin terus datang dan mencicipi aneka makanan. Ketemu teman dan mengobrolkan banyak hal--terutama masa silam--betul-betul jadi klangenan. Kerinduan terbayarkan lewat percakapan yang menguatkan.

Tak terkecuali Umbul Sidomukti di Gunung Ungaran, yang bukan cuma menawarkan kopi tetapi juga eksotisme pemandangan alam--terutama kolam renang di atas awan. Rumah hobit cukup kecil, tak mungkin muat bagi orang kebanyakan.

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