During the last December, I went to Jakarta for holiday and to meet my beloved awesome cousin.She had to migrate to Jakarta as her father had some working issues there.However, recently last June, she migrated back to Singapore.I got crazy,I missed her so,so,so much! Anyway, let's get back to the story.
The plane I was boarding to go to Jakarta was called SriWijaya if i am not wrong. Eventhough we got free food during the plane ride, the smell of the plane almost made me vomit. I have a very,very sensitive nose, that is why I sneeze easily and could not use too much perfume. This will sound a little stupid,but I hate taxis,if this makes sense and you can see the relation.
Other than the strong-smelling plane, the food they served was surprisingly nice.That really helped my growling stomach.I get hungry all the time,I wonder why?
So after we got off the plane, we obviously have to get our luggage.However, something truly epic happened.
As you guys know, our passports have to at least be 6 months,if I am not wrong, before it expires.If not, probably 2 years I think.Mine had only left 2 months,I think.It was hard to get through, where they chop your passports.My poor mother had to persuade him in an Indonesian dialect.I thought it was quite funny,how she spoke,but I had to be serious at that time. Luckily, we got through.Boy,was I elated!
After collecting our luggages, we proceeded to the arrival point. My cousin and I were jumping like crazy. Of course, we were not the only family who went there.My other related cousins and relatives were there too.
As you guys are aware, the currency there...As my cousin was rich,even in Singapore, she obviously bought a bungalow.It was massive to me as I had always lived in HDB flats.
So,one of the things I had to do whenever I am in a foreign country; shopping! We bought tons of stuff: clothings,accessories and lots more. Oh,how I wish I could go there again now.
Other than shopping, all of us also went to Bandung, to go up a mountain which I had forgotten the name. It was super cold.Before we went there, my 'leader' which is my cousin's mother who was staying in Jakarta, said that it would not be too cold.So, I decided not to bring any jacket.I even wore 3/4 pants.When we got there and opened the door, freezing cold air rushed in. I got out and five minutes later, my lips got flakey and I was freezing and shivering.It was so cold! Then, it was too cold that all of us had to go to the toilet.Yes,all of us.
The toilet was in a mosque.As muslims, we must always be clean and wash our feet before entering the mosque.There was this small,narrow stream of water.However, the width of it was simply to big to jump across.I ended up in the water.The water was too cold, that no words could describe how cold it was.Even the tap water in the toilet was so cold.
After that chaos, we got out of the mosque to take pictures.Honestly, the pictures were hilarious.We were so wild.Our poses were weird and our hair ,for the girls, were flying everywhere.
Okay,I shall stop here for now, otherwise my blog would continue forever.
Overall, I find the journey truly enriching and fun.Why enriching? Well, on the way to Bandung, I saw kids,very small little young children, so brave going into roads and stopping drivers to ask for money.My heart just sank. I realised how fortunate I was.Also, the kids ranged from four to thirteen years old.There were no adults watching over them. How I wish I could donate, but we were late to go to Bandung, we were trying to stick to the plan.So, we refused and continued out journey.Surprisingly, I even saw thirteen year olds driving motorcycles,girls in addition, with their little brothers and sisters, either driving to school or home from the market.
I hope you enjoyed this super long blog post.How I wish I could go there again...
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