Year of 2018.
I would say the best experiences that I went through during searching the soul of myself.
Taking a quick decision to do a solo backpacking for few weeks but end up doing 2months in Europe covering few countries such
1- Scotland (Glasgow, Edinburgh, Fort William (Highland), Malliag, Aberfeldy, New Lanakshire and Blantyre)
2- Ireland (Dublin, Belfast)
3- Belgium (Brussels, Brugges, Ghent)
4- Netherlands (Amsterdam, Zaandam, Lisse, Noordwikerjikh)
5- Germany (Cologne, Frankfurt, Heilderbergh, Hamburg, Berlin, Munich)
6- Slovenia (Ljubjana, Bled, Kranj, Postojna)
7- England (London)
Suppose to continue further but Mak Bonda feels pressured with worries (she missed nagging face2face with me I think ðĪĢ) and calling back home so, I went along. ð.
Those two months kinda the best 30an ++ of me that I’ve ever enjoy after my teenage era during high school as much as university era during my adulthood.
It make me realize no matter how long u stay outside Malaysia, Hujan panas di negeri org, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, lebih baik hujan batu di negeri sendiri (betulke peribahasa ni ? ð ). Missing moment always mean/related with Malaysia’s food & weather more than anything. Part of it of course to be able to speak Malay/ Kelantanese dialect freely coz I got a period where I feel like vomiting speaking English for continuous 2 months back in Scotland as not meeting any Malaysian ððð. It’s soooooo suffocated regardless English kinda a 2nd language for me back when I was working in KL. Thanking few ppl I meet along the journey (Malaysian of course) n able to communicate in bahasa n it was a moment to remember ðĪĢðĪĢðĪĢ.
Thousand of collected sweet bitter memories and that 2months on road turn out to be a remarkable chance/journey/lesson learned that I wont received either in school or uni... Really thanking the guide from Allah during those easy/difficult journey back then.
Meeting good and bad ppl, funny and annoy person, friendly and grumpy parties, it was such a dream come true. Doing the hitch-hiking, couch-surfing, sleeping at bus station, airport, train station goshhh... u named it. Almost missed the bus, encounter sweet talkers later wanna be the bf and later been reported illegal working in UK by the british man who I didn’t accept his feeling, penniless, homeless ð ðĪŠð, meeting ghosts ðŧ etc somehow hilarious yet heart-pounder memories to be cherished.
Crying in the middle of the road due to been lost and no longer see any ppl and no more bus to take to the hostel as much as left alone in the cemetery coz too mesmerized with the sunset view gonna be the moment of my own stupidity ððð.
2weeks straight not eating rice due to saving some money and craving for nasi putih telur mata n kicap definitely the worst part. ððð
A walk in the jungle alone for few hours just because I wanna see the waterfall and not even afraid of being chewed by the wild animals, turn out to be just like a little red riding hood could be the brazen moment.
N the most crazy part? Dont even research any countries visited and no itineraries along that 2months journey with dunno how many days to stay in each countries definitely the best.
I get the actual meaning of 100% tawakal to Allah and the definition of freedom I should achieve at least once in your lifetime.
Been able to visit certain famous tourist attractions which actually not my intention coz I dont really like touristy place plus lost in Lisse up reaching beach shore without even a standing human n yet still survive n breathing n found a way back after 4 hours lost still a blessing from Allah ð.
While ppl ask to write a book for all the experiences collected.... I am too lazy to track down all the moment n memories to remember. Some places that I’ve visited, I dont even took a photo coz that travelling for sure mean to travel the world without much burden so that why having it done without any itineraries reduce the stress level ð . Redah kasi Pecah katanya melayu ðĪŠ
As to me, not all ppl could understand the way I think yet me myself kinda also didn’t notice how brave I turn out to be along the way, how complicated a woman can be n overall, which I only discovered after I returned home and when ppl ask questions here n there.
Crazy Lass?
I bet.
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My most favorite candid self-capture hp photo in front of Cologne Cathedral, Germany ðĐðŠ |