Since days
before, I was packing my backpack (well, actually it’s not mine, but Tisa’s –
Thank you so much!), but never finished. The night before going on the trip, I
had to sleep late at night for finishing packing. Sigghh.. Trying to be organized never work for me.
Finally,
all were packed. I looked at my two bags, big one (12.9 kg) and smaller (I
don’t know how much the weight is), and tried to carry them, on on the back,
the smaller I carried in the front. OOohh, so heavy! Great, this is the load I
will be carrying for 28 days. With the gravity theory, I will be shorter after
this trip.
I left my
super messy room at the same time with
Tiwi at 7.15. She’s going to Rezy’s house, while I was heading to Damri bus
station. Waking up at 5.20 am, I was nervously ready for my trip, first time
having long trip by myself (usually I go with Dini, Tisa or others). I took 7.30am bus to Soekarno-Hatta airport.
As usual, by the time my butt touched the flat soft surface, I fell asleep at
once.
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| My bags and I before in the beginning. |
Waking up
at around 8.45, and found out that we were still at the toll road to the
airport. There was bad traffic. Luckily I still had more than 2 hours before my
flight to Kuala Lumpur boarded. I got to 2D terminal safe and sound and still
had some times to go to the rest room and updating status J.
When I was
on the plane, I couldn’t help but inspecting the passengers who some of them
were still turning on their phone. Remembering Sukhoi tragedy, I was freaking
out and kept praying. When will these people realize that what they are doing
is very dangerous?
Thank God,
the plane landed safe. I arrived at KLIA at 14.45 (Malaysian time, +1 hour of
Jakarta time), then got lost when looking for the baggage claim. Apparently in
KLIA, we have to go in a monorail to get to the baggage section. Ok, I got off
and looking at the signs leading to the baggage claim, to find out that there
were so many baggage rails. I tried to find the one with Lion air’s load, but
couldn’t find it. I started to become panic. Luckily I met the family who were
in the same flight from Jakarta. Phew, it was far in the H section.
Got the
bag... still heavy. Contemplating what to do next, go to KL or just wait in the
airport. Considering the traffic, the hustle, weather and the probability I
would get lost, I decided to stay in the airport. I wanted to eat Nasi Lemak
while in Malaysia, but they didn’t have it in Food Garden. So, I had my
favourite food ever, Nasi goreng and telur dadar, plus the tarik.
The waiting
continued, I got online, did some internet stuff with free wifi KLIA provided
for 3 hours limits, was exploring the airport a bit and tried to stay away from
shops. And stuck in a food court without
internet access just because I need to recharge my netbook.
It’s
getting colder, and I changed to my longer pants. Hopefully it won’t be this
cold in the plane.
2 hours before the boarding time, i managed to eat nasi lemak.. yay! But it didn't taste that good since i ate it in hurry. And i forgot my tooth brush, tooth paste and my hat are in the big bag.
Tomorrow when i wake up, i'll be in another continent. Yay!
