Still, Happy Independence Day Indonesia!
So arriving there, at Yogyakarta Airport.
Well, before that. The whole journey been a view to be awe.
The ocean, the land, and one of the mountain looks like a zit from earth passing through the clouds.
How I wish I can see that forever.
So we arrived.
Even, before the seatbelts signs were off. People were already up and bustle around.
I didn't quite like it, still I waited for a moment.
When my friend got a little impatient. That's when I thought we had to hurry up as we don't know where to go! Haha.
So we got off the plane to this airplane field and followed everyone to the airplane station.
It's kinda like a simple bus station at a glance. But what to expect? This is not Jakarta. Still, I like it as we don't need to move much. Haha. Unlike KLIA which is so enourmous is like a workout just walking.
We queued to get our passport cop, waited for our luggage (which is like a while), gave our like declaration something that was given for us to sign at the plane, scanning process and off we go. Along the process we still talk to Yana, she's really nice & gave us a lot of tips. An Indonesian but live in Malaysia. A soon to be doctor too. I wish her the best!
Outside, we met the commitees that pick us up with a banner and all, which really warm my heart.
We exchange greetings and names. Waited for the car. Off to homestay which is about 40 minutes away.
The car ride was kinda awkward cause we still barely knew each other. Zo helped a lot by breaking the silence, and me kinda lot of answering & questioned back. While, Ks was enjoying the view. Ni & Ir was in the front seat by the way.
During the car ride, they said we have to share rooms with all the other girls. I didn't care much except we need our private space to pray. But Ks cared as she hold on to the opinion which our aurah to non-muslim is the same as with the boys.
Upon arriving the room which is like a small house/apartment. We meet a sleepping P on bed fully covered. So we try to match the praying mat anywhere clean, which ended up on the extra mattress.
As soon as we finished our Maghrib prayer, we prayed our Isya' prayer as the azan just arrived. The committee invited us to dining place (which as it the day before the programme we had to pay for ourselves). I choose rice with Pece Lele + plain water. Ks chose friend rice (which was our breakfast menu the next morning. Haha) + orange juice.
Finishing diner, which was yummy. The committee said we are going to get separate rooms. They've been asking us that since we arrived, and they seem to decide it's the best we got our own rooms. Me and Ks had this small talk before, and agreed to not bother the commitee to change rooms, cause both way got it's pros and cons. So we accepted both ways. The rooms where arranged 2-2-3. Where the 2 from Northern Island got one room, us got one room, and the Cambodians got one room.
We went back to the room to get our luggage, and still met with a sleeping P. The commitees woke her up (if I'm not mistaken) as I was not mistaken. I'n my mind I thought she's seriously jet lag or is a deep sleeper, as even before we made some noise, she didn't even budge. We still exchange names where I introduced my as *oppsie* you guys shouldn't know. Haha. Still, I introduced the both Malay & Englidh pronouncuation of my name. She caught the English one, while I still didn't get hers. Haha. Sorry, P.
We met the Cambodians on our to our rooms, where V approach us and introduced others (still, I remember M & Kh's names first as I couldn't quite grab the name). They seem to be coming back from dinner outside. And one thing, they're english was purrrfect unlike us, so I was quite startled. So as Ks as she told me she's the type to need to to construct the sentence before talking. Well, our English got better then (I even still have this American-British accent so Yippee!!).
So we got our room, room 409 at De Gadri's Mansion (the name of our homestay). I unpacked my clothes, Ks was on her phone and babble about how excited she is. <3 Had a small chat on what are their names and our sad English proficiency story (well, I was quite confident).
I took a bath and went to sleep with a dream of tomorrow wonders. :)
Pre Day 01. Done!
The Girl in A Hood
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