DAY 15 - SOMETHING I MISS

I miss holiday for sure. Anybody would, isn't it?

I miss to finally pray in the country w/ mostly atheist

I miss to finally can eat something I believe it was Halal one

I miss for challenging my self to look for the new places, to found it

I miss for chatting nonsense things, laughing our self because we just finally made it there

I miss you guys, and the moments there.

For finally deciding to go to Busan in the speed of light, took the last bus, took the midnight taxi, slept in the places we were not very sure where it was, and finally got back to Seoul and got the first snow rain and white Seoul!

(a post that commemorate I miss being there)

Busan Station, minutes to go back to Seoul

Wefie on Jagalchi Market  after the dinner w/ THE UNHAS'

Snow, rain, and alone

Namdaemun, January 20th 2014

Prolog: Seoul, I was there

It was like a dream. 

I’ve been dreaming to visit South Korea since 2010, when I was a hardcore kpop fangirl, but I only can make it to Singapore in 2010, to watch my most favorite kpop boygroup back then. Then I was like forgetting all the possibilities to come to South Korea since I was like so easy to come to Singapore again and again ONLY for watching that kpop boygroup, again. I was crazy. I should be diagnosed as obsessive kpop fan disorder or overdose kpop addict.

Even I can’t make it to South Korea, those willingness to travel suddenly arise. I started to know myself from traveling, since most of the time I was a solo traveler. I learned to manage myself, how not to be worry and staying calm at even worst situation occurred, did your praying and your meal restriction, the important part was I tried to figured out that Allah will help you if you try to look for Allah.    

Then I graduated from high school and another phase of my life begins. I promised myself to graduate from my fangirl life and will never go abroad for concert matter, never. I should be quitting my delusional life. I was so grateful when I got the chance to be the part of medical student’s exchange program at International Medical University, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia back in 2012. I was so grateful that I can pursue my passion of traveling again and also get the new experience to study with medical student in another part of the world. 

Alhamdulillah, another great opportunity just came to me. Finally the dream that I can’t make it in 2010 finally came true. I was in South Korea last week. Maybe finally Allah granted my wish. Maybe I prayed properly this time, with better intention, not for my fangirl stuff but for the sake of my education. It was just not a destiny, I was working for that. I was listing my CV with wonderful jobs and organization experiences for the past year in my medical school, making a decent essay and motivation letter. Finally I can make it thru the selection to be one of 32 delegates from Indonesia (including academic delegates) on the 27th East Asian Medical Students’ Conference in Seoul, South Korea: Walking side by side with Chronic Disease. 

This time, I didn’t even remember how I was so tempting to see my kpop idols and watch the music show/concerts back then when I was in high school. I was so excited to learn whole things about medical stuff in South Korea, the infamous plastic surgery thing, and getting new friends from another country, also the social life of medical students there. I also did prepare my self to be a good moslem agent there, to introduce how my religion is. I can’t say anything but Alhamdulillah.

(It was at APEC House in Busan, seems so bright but it was 0 degree Celcius)

TRAVEL

Traveling alone made me used to being independent. Sometimes happy, anytime SAD. Talk about the time I'm used to go alone without anyone. I was in this kind of deep-thinking esp. when went abroad or even Jakarta. I'm ok if it's by bus or train, but airport all things was so complicated when I'm alone. From bringing suitcase to toilet when I need to, check in, place in baggage, wait for boarding alone, even when I got too early to airport I need to wait like forever alone. Happy only when I was on the way going to airport and alr arrived in the city but when I need to trough all those things and ride on, It was so damn LONELY. Next time I really want to go with family. FULL TEAM. Last time I passed on airport stuff happily when went with family on 2010 and only with Mom in the next two months. I'm too tired to be ALONE to travel.