You know, you will finally feel that there are really a lot of
good people out there precisely when you are alone. Along my trip, I (thankfully)
met good people in every places. They helped me, they gave me things for
granted, they showed me many of “how to-s”. How to go here and there alone, how
to eat like the locals or even How to be a helpful people, for instance.
So, continued from my solo trip, after
explored to some places in Spore, I decided to go to Malacca. I actually have
planned to go there, and that’s why I bought my flight ticket back home from
Kuala Lumpur. The thing was, I had not any plans at all. I had no idea where I
should go and explore in Malaysia, or even how to go to Malaysia from Singapore.
First time but not prepared, typical of “kurang kerjaan”. Not even did some
research or looked for information. So, my last day in Singapore, I decided to
wandering around the city by bus, which took me to the Woodlands, the check
point when you want to continue your trip to Malaysia. I just thought, well
okay, this is the place where i should go for tomorrow. In fact, the
Woodlands I visited before was different to the woodlands I should go to.
Arrived to the check point, i just followed the flow, people went here while bringing their passport, i just followed them. Until, the line that i followed was only for Singaporean. Hahaha. Then i changed to the other line. So, my trip to Malaysia, i had to rode the bus from Queenstown to Woodlands, and i had to pass the imigration check in Woodlands and continue to Johor Baru to get checked. In Johor Baru, i missed my bus after imigration check because... I was going to the left while the right direction was to the right. Haha so i took some bus (In Indonesia, the bus was like kopaja 76). Turned out, the price was way cheaper! And i could see the locals went to school, or went for work or probably to the market because two of them brought a lot of vegetables. It was cool :)
In Kuala Lumpur, I stayed a
night in Backhome hostel. I thought, the name was kind of odd. Until i arrived,
the workers greeted me “ Welcome Backhome” . it was like, Welcome Back Home. I
was like, ah i see.. Hahaha. The place was good. It provided a lot of
entertainment things to do, like mini theater for example. I choosed it because it was close to
Masjid Jamek, one of biggest mosques in Malaysia. When i went to masjid Jamek
for Pray zuhur, the architecture was cool ! They made rules, and one of them
was the visitor (foreigner) had to wear a robe. So cute seeing those foreigner
wearing the robe and walking around here and there. Feeling like seeing the
real little red riding hood.
Then, i went to Batu Caves. It was
preferable place to go, so here i went. I just read a map to go to places i
wanted to go (randomly), and asked a lot of people. Many people. Seriously,
when i was in doubt, i asked. When i was afraid, i asked. When i thought i was
wrong, i observed, then i asked. However, i got not only informations but some
new friends.
In a train station to Batu Caves, i was
just sitting down waiting for the train, some big families came too. They asked
me the direction, which i was not so sure too because it was my first time too.
But they just easily trusted in me and followed me around. It felt like i was
their tour guide. They were from Philiphine. They came for a holiday, just like
me. Their name .... were quite bit hard and they were a lot. So i couldnt
memorize it all. We talked a lot, they were curious and asked me about my trip,
about Indonesia and suggested me to come to their house for visit (which I
WOULD LOVE TO !) hahaha.
So until the Batu Caves, we were wondering around with me pretending as their tour guide. They said i knew more about the place like i was there before. The fact was, i searched on google and instagram before i go. About the story, or just looked for the good spot to take some pictures. It reminded me of something my Papa told me, long time ago when i was in school "There are no smart people in the world. There are only some people who know about a lot of things first before a lot of people know about it or they found something that haven't been found by other people". By that, i felt superior, lol.
That day, after went to Batu Caves (in the same day i arrived to Kuala Lumpur), i said goodbye to the Philipines family, i continued my trip to.. The Twin Tower. At night, with my energy was in the low mode. It was cool to see the copy-paste buildings. But thing was cooler was seeing a lot of people in front of it taking picture. The KLCC tasted like a play ground or night market. thing was the coolest was, me sat down beside one old man who just smile at his children and grand daughter playing water fountain. He seemed enjoying his life (in full of crowded life).
So until the Batu Caves, we were wondering around with me pretending as their tour guide. They said i knew more about the place like i was there before. The fact was, i searched on google and instagram before i go. About the story, or just looked for the good spot to take some pictures. It reminded me of something my Papa told me, long time ago when i was in school "There are no smart people in the world. There are only some people who know about a lot of things first before a lot of people know about it or they found something that haven't been found by other people". By that, i felt superior, lol.
That day, after went to Batu Caves (in the same day i arrived to Kuala Lumpur), i said goodbye to the Philipines family, i continued my trip to.. The Twin Tower. At night, with my energy was in the low mode. It was cool to see the copy-paste buildings. But thing was cooler was seeing a lot of people in front of it taking picture. The KLCC tasted like a play ground or night market. thing was the coolest was, me sat down beside one old man who just smile at his children and grand daughter playing water fountain. He seemed enjoying his life (in full of crowded life).