[When the chance arrived.]
On the 6th of December, I got this message from my mother:
“Fin ibu dinas ke bali,titip apa?”
Bali.. a potential place for answer for my latest grand puzzle in my head (which I wouldn’t tell about that to anybody) emerged. I was hoping that having one or two small paintings would do, so I just want my mother to bring me any abstract painting. But two days later, when I was lying on my bed thinking about my college assignment very lazily, came another message:
“Fin mau nyusul ibu?”
It means: I would have the chance to hunt the answer by my self.. with a brand new adventure (for I had never travelled on earth that far alone)!! My instinct said, “Grab it!” My heart said, “Bring it on!” But my head said, “Yet you still have many assignments to be done!” Aaaargh! If only I knew that there would be this exciting surprise, I would have done my assignments far, faaar.. the days before. And that day I got many things unfinished – which must be finished before I went to Bali. My mother stayed in Bali until that Sunday, and I have to go at Friday if I want to make most of my time there (I got a lecture to attend on Thursday). Rush hour again! I’ve been through many rush hour in my life for I’m the master of deadliner. But this time the deadline was different. It has ‘pleasure’ element!
Yet this rush hour still made my head full of doubt. I forgot what day that was, in the morning, Aunty Dewi called me offering her assistance to get airplane ticket through internet, but I still have a lot of consideration. I then knew that dealing with airplane ticket was not the same as train ticket. The price could change in any minute. I didn’t know that such thing as ticket price could be very dinamic like exchange rate.
Mon Dieu! My instinct was forced to make the decision, not much time to think in a long chain. I have to decide that very afternoon. Eventually, although my head’s still at war, it ‘decided’ to trust instinct. “Kapan lagi? You used to deal with deadlines, anyway. It’s about chance!” Agreed!
Well, here’s the detail of technical fact about this adventure:
1. My mother’s room in the hotel has 2 bedrooms, thus, the accomodation (include the breakfast coupon) was meant for 2 people, but my mother occupied the room by herself. It would be wasted if there’s no one use it, heheh.. The hotel accomodation was paid by her office. It means, I could use the facilities for FREE as long as my mother stayed there (Friday to Sunday = 3 days hotel charge-free!).
2. I would spend 1 day only for my trip:
. From morning to 15.00 I have to go from my dormitory in Bandung to Soekarno Hatta airport, and waiting for the airplane.
. Next 1,5 hour I would be on the plane.
. Next 0,5 hour I would arrive in the hotel.
So, at about 17.00 WIB I would be settled. Not to mention the time zone difference. It would be tiring. As my aunt (it was her who first offered by my mother this journey, but my aunt then remembered me who lately fond of adventure) said, if I follow my mother went home on Sunday afternoon, I’d only have Saturday for fully having fun. Oh no, it doesn’t worth much!
If my mother want to pay my hotel acoomodation for one more day, I’ll take it, although that means I’ll be in Bali alone. And she did it! So I asked Aunty Dewi to help me get the airplane ticket for Friday-Monday aller-retour. I got Mandala, departs from Jakarta on Friday at 15.00, departs from Bali at 18.00. But the problem was that I have never been adventuring alone, my family worried about the time I would spend between my check out time from the hotel (12.00) and the airplane’s take off time (18.00). So my mother found me another ticket for the returning flight. She got Lion Air, will depart on 15.00, so I could directly go to the airport after check out. With this plan, I wouldn’t ‘get lost’ between the time, heheh...
That very day, Aunty Dewi booked just the Jakarta to Bali-ticket, and I soon went to BNI ATM to pay it (and so I knew how to pay airplane ticket from ATM). So did my mother for my Bali-Jakarta ticket. The next day, Aunty Dewi sent the e-ticket to my email which I soon opened and printed in Comlabs.
3. Thank God for my college assignments that need a good camera – some weeks ago I borrowed my father’s much better camera for it (before I have it in my hand, I have another father’s camera with lower quality). It means I could take many qualified photographs of my time in Bali with it! Who would have thought that my college assignment ‘supported’ me for my adventure?
4. I just knew that my mother had just bought a handycam, but it’s on purpose anyway (after knowing that she’ll sent to Bali for a week).
Alright, alright! Next treasure-hunt setting: Bali!!
