Sunday, November 20, 2016

Missing My Flight to Japan

I was scrolling down the messages I got from my phone in Line. One of them was an information about this opportunity to go to Japan for approximately three weeks. I looked out the requirements and it seemed quite easy to do. So with no expectation I applied for it.

Few weeks later, I got text from Office of International Affairs in my University that I needed to go to the office immediately to take the Invitation letter for applying visa. I was of course super thrilled! I told whole of my family and friends and they are happy for me too!

Few days later, I went to Jakarta to apply for visa and internship. I met my parents there and I told them that this program is a scholarship, except for the flight ticket and visa fee.  Fortunately, the visa fee is waived as I am still a student and I am going for non-tourist activity. Perhaps, this is one of the strategies to increase number of international arrival to Japan, but I don’t know.

First week of March, I went back to Jakarta and ready to go to Japan. This was my first time ever to visit Japan and I am again can’t wait! With all stupidity that I have, I looked at the flight scheduled and it said 10.30 am. I was waiting for my driver to drove me to the airport but he did not show up. I started to get panicked and I ran to Gambir Train station to take bus to the airport. It was 7am, so I guess I am saved. In the domestic terminal the traffic was crazy. I looked back at my flight scheduled in my phone and apparently my flight takes off at 9.45am.  10.30 is apparently my flight back from manila to Jakarta and I started to blame myself for it.

I was late, extremely late. I have no money on my pocket and I called my mom. She said, “Calm down, take a deep breathe and calm down”. She is the best. She then transferred me some money to booked the next flight. The flight take off at 1pm to Kuala Lumpur so I still have much time to eat lunch and settling myself down. But the bad news is, the flight from KL to Osaka take off at 7am in the morning the next day. So I am literally going to spend 13 hours. Here we go again, my alone-trip-nowhere-to-go-but-airport.

I feel really bad about it and keep saying how sorry I am for being such an idiot to my mom. instead of being angry with me, she said "Uang bisa dicari, pengalaman kayak gini khan yang jarang didapat. Pokonya jangan lupa minum obat dan pulang ya (We can look for money, but the experience is irreplaceable. As long as you take your meds and go home, I will be forever grateful)". I know right, she is THE BEST!


Actually, that was it. Hahaha. The moral of the story is always checking your flight schedule time carefully, like seriously, CAREFULLY or you’ll end up miserable. Like I did. But the fun thing is, I know where to get cheap food in KLIA, hourly hotel I can booked to just take a shower and have a quick nap, and seeing a convulsions guy right in my back and went crazy. I was panicked and really wanted to filming the whole situation but I don’t think that ‘s appropriate. So I did not do it.

Last word, don't be afraid to go either you'll go alone or with friends. You'll always find it interesting to tell people or maybe your future children?

Peace out!

Imam

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Lost my passport in Singapore!

I know this is sudden. After all this long, I came back with a horrible story but anyway there is no problem on starting a new thing, right?

It actually happens couple years ago when I was planning on joining a program called TISFIP (Thai-Indonesia Friendship) in Prince of Songkla University, Phuket, Thailand. I booked my ticket with the lowest price which forces me to transit in Changi airport, Singapore. Not a bad thing, I guess. I was actually quite excited to see how Changi Airport and Singapore since I have never been there before.

My flight time-table was quite annoying. I have to depart in the afternoon and arrived in Changi by (almost) mid-night and next flight to Phuket was 8am in the morning. After I arrived in Changi by midnight, I was thinking so hard to decide, should I go out and see Singapore or just stay in the airport till morning. After long way of thinking, I finally decide to go out and see how Singapore looked like at night.

After my passport got stamped, I was looking around to think how am I supposed to do to go out from this airport to the city. My plan was quite dumb: go with MRT to the merlion statue, taking pictures, and sitting around the park there till morning and go back to airport. So I was trying to find the MRT station but turns out it was already closed. I was trying to go with bus but it was all the same, closed. Finally, I went to the taxi line and took a taxi from the airport to the merlion. Oh wait, not a line, I was cut the line and the security guy let me in directly as he knew I was new and stupid stranger in Singapore.

As the taxi driver asked me where I wanted to go, I said "Merlion statue" but I was forgotten the name so I said "the statue with the lion on its head and fish on its body". Well, do not judge me. As he was started to realize how strange I was, he asked me "your hotel nearby the statue?" and I said "no". " I just want to take some pictures and sitting on the park till morning. My next flight is in the morning." I continued. He was shocked enough to hear my plan and said "you cannot do it. The police will be checking your identity and put you into jail".

Wow, I have never thought Singapore is going to be this strict. So, I changed my plan to stay in the hostel I found from Claudia Kaunang book named ABC Hostel and we looked for it together and we found it! I payed the taxi as it was so expensive and get out from it.

While I was about to check-in, the receptionist asked for my passport and turns out I cannot find it anywhere in my wallet. I was panicked. So panicked. I open up all my backpack and cloths, It's nowhere. I open up my laptop and trying to look for information for what should I do if I lost my passport in Singapore. It said I need to go to the embassy, pay some money and go back to Indonesia. Unfortunately, it was Friday and the embassy was closed in the weekend. I needed to wait for two days  or three for that. I cannot do it. I certainly not.

Then I have this idea pop up on my head to call the taxi I was taking fro the airport to check whether they can help me or not. unfortunately, I was completely forget the name of the taxi. I only remember the color of it. So I browse the Changi airport website and looked at the taxi lists with color and phone number information. Voila! I get it. I called the taxi with my Indonesian number and told the girl who was speaking what happen and she replied "wait a moment". I have no enough credit to wait for her so I ran into the seven-eleven store nearby to bought a simcard number and called her back.

On my way there, the taxi I was taking crossed by and I was trying to stopped him. He was stopped right in front of my hostel and I greeted them with "Is that my passport?" and he asked me "what is your name and where do you come from" I answered all of his questions and he gave the passport to me! Oh uncle, you have no idea how much I love you.

It has not finished yet. After I was trying to check-in for the hostel, my money on my debit card was not enough to pay the hostel with the deposit fee. As the receptionist already feel so pity on me, he said "okay, pay only for the room. You don't need to pay the deposit but I will hold your passport with me until you check out." I was quite relief to hear that and replied him with "okay. just make sure it won't lost again"

By morning, I was walking to go to the nearest MRT station. well, It was not so far actually. I just need to walk around 10 minutes to go. It was 5 am in the morning and the sun still hiding somewhere. I met an Indonesian girl while waiting for the MRT to open and coincidentally she was on a trip of Claudia Kaunang-the author of a book that help me find the hostel information.

We talked a lot there until the MRT station open. It was quite making myself panicked because I needed to wait until 6.30am for the train to come and arrived at Changi at 7.30am while my flight will be departed at 8am. I was running all trough the gates and find waiting in the line. I was lucky enough there still a line to get to the plane. I get into the plane and waiting for my TISFIP program in Phuket, Thailand started.

Regards,

Imam 

Monday, November 25, 2013

Some of Unforgettable Things I had in Russia

Well anyway, This post is more into some of things that I can't forget and some culture-shock that I had during my time in Russia.

NO RICE! But this potato irreplaceable . .

Left-My well cooked egg Right-Disgusting Jenya's egg. hahaha

The Farewell Party was just started at this time, at night. Just started

My Everyday lunch. everyday.

Ice-Statue in City Central Park. And never ever be melt.

SPINX CAT!!!!!

Bella's family invited me to go to their house for dinner :)

Can I did that? Don't ask, please.

It is just so lucky to stand with those shoes for 5 minutes

The one and only mosque in Krasnoyarsk :')



So different, right?
Going abroad is just the way you love your country more and more.
See the difference, love your country and GOING ABROAD!!
You will never ever know till you experience it yourself. 

Tuesday, October 01, 2013

Crazy Thing I've Done in the Beginning of This Year (Part 3)

well, finally the last part is comiiiiing.
This is about what should I did as an Exchange Participant.
I'm not a tourist, I'm an exchange participant and it's really different.
I'll show you what it means. . .

As an Exchange Participant, I go to some places to create an impact.
And the impact that I want to create in Krasnoyarsk was making an international environment to the school there, also making a good relationship for both country, making a lot of friends from many countries and the most important is that I need to tell to people in Russia that I lived in a really good places that has a great scenery, nice people and everything that called as INDONESIA!!

Yep, I'm here in Russia as an Ambassador from Indonesia. So that people in Russia know how people in Indonesia looks like and how nice people in Indonesia is :))

First, I go to the Airport from Moscow to Krasnoyarsk. I was picked by this Crazy guy that being my buddy named Andrey.



This is the very first photo I took for both of us :D

And then Andrey took me to one of the scary hotel hahaha They took me there because they haven't found the host-family yet for me.
















IT HELPS ALOT!



 Finally! my first day to teach in school!!!!!
I haven't prepared anything yet anyway, just the presentation I made about Indonesia.
We did Introduction at the first meeting and continued by question and answer section.

16-17th years old. Look how short I am than my student-____-





AIESEC-er find me a host-family!but before I go to my new-family :3 I went to Andrey's friend and my new-family will picked me there. and here is him.


and here is my host-family!
I lived with a super-cool-guy named Ruslan. He hasn't marry yet but he has a very-nice-girlfriend.
but she's not living with us.

Here is Ruslan

This is his comfortable flat and the sofa is his bed :))

and this is MY LOVELY BED! :D I miss it :3



I do quite alot of things here to save money haha
And then I met Kiki. Another Indonesian ambassador from Indonesia! hahaha

Three of us are Moslem :3

about to go to the welcome party for all Exchange Participant in Krasnoyarsk.





well, I have a really really great time here in Russia. I do a lot of things for 6 weeks.
I can do travel and I also can be an Indonesian ambassador in the same time.
If you can do both, why think twice?

So here's my awesome and unforgettable experience of my life.
Travel around, create impact, be the part of  Indonesian ambassador and tell the world what Indonesian has!

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Crazy Thing I've Done in the Beginning of This Year (Part 2)

After that tough story, this story will going to be how my life goes in Russia and how can I still alive. Haha

Firstly, after I packed everything, I go to the international airport with my parents. MEEEEENNN this is my first time to go to INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT IN SOETTA! hahahaha
And we waiting in the lounge.

My mom choose to taking a pictures. I dunno why, maybe she don't want to show her sad face to the camera because I will leaving. humbbbbb. mom, don't be sad. I'll be fine :)

Because my flight to Russia is presented by Emirates airlines, I should transit in Dubai for 5 hours.
Well, transit in Dubai is not that bad. Seriously, IT ISN'T THAT BAD!



I feel like I see a little piece of future here. hahaha
It was damnably, extremely, perfectly, AWESOME!
When the plane get landing, It feels really good for me. Like it was saying "welcome" silently.
Because everything here is written in English and Arabic, I feels like, Okay, I far away from home. There will no people here talking in my language. Am I gonna die? hahaha 

I'm waiting here for 5 hours before my REAL Journey begin . .


While waiting, the flights gave me McDonald's AS FREE! YEAAAYY!
And it was BIG MAC :')
And the costumer service told me, if I transit there for more than 7 or 10 hours I'll get one free hotel's room in the airport. WOW! 


And then, I'm arrived in Moscow.
I picked by my father's friend named Mr. Irawadi. The cool, kind and greatest man! hahaha



This is the very first picture I take when I was just arrived. haha



This is Mr. Irawadi's little-but-verycomfy flat.


And this is his little-cute-funny-smart daughter.
I took it when I take her to her Kindergarten.


And these are piture of my VERY FIRST NIGHT-OUT :3
and I bought this amazingly heaven chocolate :9
I still remember how it taste now, seriously, it's heavenly yummy...

Then, I and Fahri, walking trough the Moscow road, see things and taking alot of pictures.
It was -12 and I'm freezing like hell-____-

I took this picture to make sure that something on my nose isn't blood. hahahaha
And lucky me, IT ISN'T :) :)





This is the phenomenal church in Moscow!

And there is a mall near the church named GUM.
Of course we were there. hahaha
In the outside, it's like a castle, but in the inside it's like a dream land.






This Ice cream cost like 60 rouble.
It's like almost 2 USD.

I dunno excatly what is this but on my mind, it was
THE CASTLE! MY DREAM CASTLE T,,T

(to be continued . . .)