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Friday, 30 January 2009 @ 11:56
By bus, train, ship, plane...  I was gonna write about my trip to Bali last weekend in details but I just can't be bothered. And I know I'm going to regret this in the future. I mean really, what is there to write about? My mind isn't working in its best condition, too numb already from all the mind-numbing work I have to do, and when I'm home and my mind is cleared, there's so much else to be done (and by this I mean tweeting, tumblr-ing, downloading music, stumble-upon-ing) that I don't have time to write (or type). Or maybe I'm just lazy. The main point is I had the absolute fun there. No, I did not play in the water/beach, but I did have the dream afternoon beach walk with the Boyfriend. So, that's cool. I literally spend every waking minute with him. We got around town with his bike. It's so much cooler like that, so much easier and faster, even though it's exhausting and almost always ruined my hair after. I met a couple of his friends, went to his (empty) office, it's basically kind of (like Patrick said) a pre-honeymoon, as much as I hate to admit it. But most of all, it's the thrill of traveling alone that excites me the most. I haven't been on a plane for almost 5 years now (Jeez!) and being on one last Friday just brings back all the memories. The anxiety of a take-off, the breath-taking cloud view from above, and the gladness of a smooth landing. Of course it's still boring to the max, because I was too excited on my departure day, I just can't wait for it to land soon. Being on a plane somehow reminds me of my family because I've always been traveling with them all my life. Them and all the convinience from the confusing bureaucracy. So yesterday when I finally experienced traveling alone, I was almost late for check-in, got mixed-up between papers and got in the plane from the wrong side of it. I was seated in front, but I went from the tail, I had to step on a few feet and apologize along the way. Yeah, I'm clumsy like that, nothing's new. So, next long holiday... where shall we go? Bunaken? Lombok? Jogja? Or, Kuala Lumpur, maybe? What say you, Boyfriend? =D |