Gorontalo (Indonesian: Gorontalo) is a province of Indonesia. It is located in the northern tip of the island of Sulawesi on the Minahassa Peninsula. The province's population was 1,040,164 at the 2010 census, and the latest estimate (for January 2014) is 1,134,498; its capital is the city of Gorontalo.
The province was established in December 2000 being split off from the province of North Sulawesi.
There are several hypothesis about the etymology of the name Gorontalo.:
Gorontalo lies on the northern Sulawesi arm, known as the Gorontalo Peninsula. The province has an elongated shape area, stretching from west to east almost horizontally on a map, with total area of 11,257.07 km2 (4,346.38 sq mi). To the north and the south of the province are the Sulawesi Sea and the Gulf of Gorontalo or known as Gulf of Tomini, respectively. Prior to 2000, Gorontalo province was part of North Sulawesi province which lies on the eastern border. The western border of the province is Central Sulawesi province.
Gorontalo may refer to:
Gorontalo is a city and the capital of the Gorontalo Province, Indonesia. It has an area of 64.79 km² and a population of 179,991 at the 2010 Census
Gorontalo shares its borders with Bone Bolango Regency (to the north and east), Tomini Gulf (to the south), and Gorontalo Regency (to the west). Its elevation does not rise 500 metres above mean sea level and the average temperature is 26,5 °C
The largest hospital on Gorontalo is the Aloei Saboe Hospital.
Culinary in Gorontalo range from seafood to corn (as these can be easily found). Famous food "binthe Biluhuta" which is made out of corn, shredded coconut, basil, and some fish or dried prawns. Other than that, grilled tuna with chilly sauce is very popular.
The city is divided into six districts (kecamatan), listed below with their 2010 Census Populations:
Driving me on
With the wind in my back
There is no turning around now
Got my mind in check
Epiphany
As I hear it's call
While observing this cursed world
As it swallows us all
I see the light
Over my bleeding hands
But it's fading away now
Leaving my faith in strands
Epiphany
As I hear it's call
While observing this cursed world
As it swallows us all
So, rain
Come and wash away my fears
In these cold streets below
Before they rest on arms reversed