Posted in Life happens, Thoughts, Travel

Holy Cities Stories

Based on few experiences visiting the Holy Lands for Umra, Hajj in 2012 was one of my best experiences. Hajj is one with the crowd,super massive crowds, but it was when I experienced how peaceful solo travel among the crowd was. 

I went with my late mum, but since she was not in good health, I basically wondered around Mecca alone. Not to say, I needed to take bus twice to go from our Maktab to Haram. Sometimes I needed to walk since the bus was full. Looking back, I realized how crazy was that. The best moment of life most of the time not the happiest one, but the hardest one.

Three times here, I had quite few experiences of any kind of Umrah. Ramadan, Private, one with really great service staying in the best hotels, and the government service. 

I realized that I only enjoyed the time inside the mosque, the session of sitting and staring in front of Kabah, groceries in Bin Dawood, and bookstore hopping in Hilton. I didn’t really enjoy following the schedules set with so many people, going here and there. I don’t really like small talk which most people love. I don’t like uniforms. I don’t like people telling me what to do and what to wear, unless it’s mandatory. 

At that time, the internet wasn’t like it is today. Only Yahoo Messenger and sms worked. Close to no distractions like what we have today.

After COVID-19, Umrah has changed a lot. Now, we can arrange our trips according to our preferences and pace.

After registering for Hajj together three years ago, the desire for Umroh grew. Umrah is part of the family long term plan. Since many years ago, the when is well-described but the exact time is a total mystery.

In spite of the uncertainty, For the past two years, I have sent inquiries to countless travel providers, sending them my terms and conditions and itineraries, and close to none have returned the message. It’s uncommon, but it’s doable if someone is willing to help.

Sometimes, I wondered whether we should just sign up for services that offered the best value and were closer to what I wanted. This is what happens if you have goals without a clear time frame. You even confuse with your own plan.

What I am certain, I want to arrange it personally. Our travelling habits over the past nine years have also influenced our decisions. 

Four significant things that I wanted to decide on my own were:

  1. Time
  2. Duration
  3. The flights
  4. The Hotels

On the other hands, I want to outsource few things for which I lack the capacity, little knowledge and capabilities to handle independently. 

This is Langit Senja’s first Umra experience and her father and I return after 13 and 22 years. There must be a lot that we don’t understand. No matter how much I read, with few experiences, we need proper guidance from a knowledgeable person to perform the Umrah based on Sunnah and Syariah.

I also don’t want to deal with handling and transportation during the stay.

It was a long, on-and-off search with no result until the green light appeared last year once we set the exact dates we planned to go.

Finally,  one service gave me exact numbers for my travel conditions. It was precisely the kind of service I was looking for. They let the customers customise everything, and they will chip in to provide what we need. For our kind of trip, we pay for what they call LAND ARRANGEMENT (LA).

What’s included on the service it depends on the travel or the customers and price will follow. Certain travels have already specific package so you just have to choose.

This kind of umrah is what we call semi-mandiri. We have heard many Mandiri ones, but this one combines Mandiri and private ones. 

My experience arranging this trip made me understand why going with a travel service is sensible and more convenient, especially for a first-timer. It’s risky if one does it without proper knowledge and experience and doesn’t have the time and energy to do all the thinking and searching. 

Since I am moderately jobless with a certain level of experience, so  let’s just try this. Alhamdulillah the doctor has been really supportive (or permissive?) to let me entertain any of my ideas. He’s the best for that. 

Only two possibilities for trying new things: winning or learning.

Much of the content about Umrah Mandiri is solely focused on the spill budget and low cost. But, based on what I have been through, there are many things beyond the amount of money paid that cost you other (more important) things than money that we should consider. Umroh is significantly different from any other trips I have ever planned in many aspects.

Umroh Mandiri is not necessarily cheaper, but we only pay what we want to spend, be it money or other intangible costs. We all must wish for the best services with the best price we are willing to pay for such travel conditions.

While arranging the trip, I learned a lot about Umrah 101, what makes the process different, which kind of service is worth trusting your Umrah experience with, what the most significant cost of Umrah is, and how we can customise the trip according to personal and general preferences. 

This is when things get complicated. Endlessly torn between “not because you can, then you should” or “What are your priorities, girl?”.

But the good side is that now everyone can go (very similar to the tagline of an LCC, which will take you to Madinah with the price of the current minimum basic income). The options are widely available, and it’s doable.

Other than that, Umrah, like any other ritual, should be done with proper knowledge and understanding. So, arranging a manasik mandiri is also part of my plan. We have been doing it three times since last December and have provided some books for the little girl.

Ultimately, whatever means we use to visit Baitullah is not as crucial as our true intention. For me, more than sticking to the budget set, this is the hardest one to keep on track.

This writing saved way before the departure, not knowing how the trip would turn out.

Safar has always been a platform to test your level of tawakal.

Posted in Life happens, Thoughts

To The Smallest Details

There’s a little thing that amazes me when I look at the pattern of how every time this thing comes.

I recognize one thing since my early 20s that my period is rarely on time, but it always comes at the right time. It always comes right when I need it the most.

It doesn’t happen once or twice. It happens so many times until I could recognize the pattern.

The first time I recognized that it always comes at the right time was when I first went abroad with few of my dad colleagues to Singapore. It turned out that praying time wasn’t in their schedule. I remembered that I hadn’t had my period for almost two months.

Then, suddenly, it just came the night before the departure of the trip. I was quite surprised and didn’t prepare for that. I also wasn’t really fond of having period during traveling. But, after knowing I turned out to travel with a group of people who didn’t really include praying time in the itinerary, I thought “what a perfect timing” and felt so grateful for that.

After that, several situations happened that made me realize the pattern of my period that is rarely on time but very much often comes at the right time.

Another memorable one was after pregnancy and giving birth. After around 1,5 years without having period, it suddenly came when I was really exhausted of feeding and teaching eating while it was Ramadan, juggling with many other responsibilities until it didn’t feel like Ramadan anymore. On the peak of my exhaustion, it suddenly came to give me a break for a while.

It wasn’t only the big thing. It goes down to the smallest details. Last September, I had to accompany the little girl to one of the playdates and it might take quite long. I worried that the location was too far for me to go back and forth, and worried about I might have two prayer times outside. Again, I supposed to have my period a week before, but it didn’t happen. On the morning of the play date, it happened.

Last December, I had to drive quite far to the north to do some tests for the little girl. It was scheduled on Thursday, which means it was a fasting day too. Fasting is not a problem, but driving far while fasting and uncertainty of where we would pray was not really up to my liking. Thursday is the schedule of our weekly Quran night too. So, it would be quite tough.

The period had been coming at the same date since September, October, November. But then, in December, it passed the usual date. Five days after the usual schedule, on the night before the test date, it came.

I could imagine my relief breathing while writing this.

I have many many more to write. But, here is one last example.

Every beginning of the month, I will write everyone’s schedule on the board in the kitchen. The doctor’s shift schedule, the little girl’s classes and my fasting schedule along with the iftar and sahoor time. The parents have a routine that whenever the doctor has an afternoon shift, we will send the little girl to the school and proceed to have brunch after that. It is one of the most anticipated monthly events.

Last week I realized that the afternoon shift would be during the date of ayamul bidh fasting (three days white moon fasting). This January, I expected to have the period on the same date as last month, which is three days before the brunch schedule. So, if it happens on the expected date, there wouldn’t be any problems since I won’t be fasting. I even already decided the place for brunch.

But again, it didn’t happen on the expected date. Not on the following day, not the day after the following day. I became anxious because I didn’t really feel good about dropping fasting for brunch, yet, in the other hand, the promise was made too. Although it’s hard, I know which side to take if the period still hasn’t come. Kept sending tiny whisper asking for help so I didn’t have to choose between doing my regular fasting and keeping the promise.

I woke up as usual around 3 am on the date of the brunch and fasting, then it came.

Just like that.

I remember a line that I wrote on the day we moved back from London to Jakarta. Heavily anxious about the situation at that time, with the peak of Covid and many uncertainties ahead of us.

“The decision to return is about putting the utmost trust to the One who decides all affairs. Allah has been taking great care of us everywhere. To the smallest detail. He will do the same, no matter what situation we have to deal with, no matter where we are anywhere in this world”.

That was one of the most powerful lines I have ever written wholeheartedly during one of highest levels of my anxiety.

A simple line that has been proven through thick and thin, high and low, and any seasons of life, after all the best efforts have been done.

To the smallest details.

Found the longer explanation on threads.

Posted in Langit Senja, Maternité, Thoughts

Mengenal Hyperlexia

Draft ini sudah tersimpan selama lebih dari empat tahun. Saat itu semua masih kabur dan kalut. Saya tulis panjang lebar karena saya ngga mau lupa apapun yang saya baca dan rasakan saat itu.

Melanjutkan dari post ini.

Anak saya memiliki kondisi yang dinamakan Hiperleksia.

Hiperleksia adalah kondisi yang cukup langka dan tidak sepopuler kawannya, dyslexia.

Hyperlexia is a syndrome characterized by an intense fascination with letters or numbers and an advanced reading ability.

Children who have hyperlexia read at levels far beyond what is expected at their age“.

Hiperleksia adalah sebuah kondisi dimana seorang anak memiliki kemampuan membaca di atas usianya dan ini terjadi sebelum usia 5 tahun. Kata kuncinya adalah : self-taught.

Bisa membaca TANPA pengajaran.

Namun, kemampuan ini tidak diikuti oleh kemampuan MEMAHAMI bacaan yang setara dan kemampuan berbicara yang sesuai dengan usianya.

Dari gambar di atas terlihat jelas bagaimana Hiperleksia ada di sebrang dyslexia. Kebalikan dari anak dyslexia, anak dengan hiperleksia memiliki pengenalan word/symbol yang baik namun pemahaman yang kurang.

Salah satu akun advokasi hiperleksia @andnextcomesl yang saya ikuti menjelaskan dengan baik tentang hiperleksia di bawah ini

Butuh waktu beberapa lama untuk memproses semua ini dan tiba-tiba semua kejadian-kejadian yang sudah lalu menjadi masuk akal :

– Tiba-tiba bisa baca sebelum ulang tahun ke empat. Baca ya, bukan mengeja.

– Baca kamus bergambar berulang-ulang dan menghafal semua isinya

-Melihat benda dan menyambungkannya ke bentuk huruf. Ex : Mommy, it’s a …, it looks like A/B/C, etc.

– Cepat membaca not balok dan huruf arab.

– tanpa pernah diajari, tiba-tiba hafal perkalian.

– Menghafal nama bus dan jurusannya ketika di London, bahkan ketika hanya pernah naik sekali atau pun yang bahkan di luar daerah tempat tinggal kami.

Seperti Dyan @andnextcomesl, salah satu pertanyaan besar saya sejak bertahun-tahun lalu :

Ini jawabannya :

Saya menghabiskan satu hari membaca semua post dari akun ini dengan perasaan campur aduk. Rasanya seperti waktu pertama kali berdiri di depan papan DLD di Alfred Salter 6 tahun lalu.

Menemukan (sekali lagi) apa yang saya cari. Tapi kali ini, semua terasa pas dan benar.

Hiperleksia bukan diagnosis yang berdiri sendiri. Dia bisa bergabung dengan kondisi lain seperti ASD, ADHD atau SPD.

Ada 3 kategori hiperleksia :

Secara kasat mata, anak saya bisa berada antara hiperleksia tipe 2 atau tipe 3. Tipe 3 ini adalah hyperlexia dengan autistic trait namun bukan autistic. Ini yang memerlukan tes objektif lebih lanjut.

(Tarik nafas, lap keringet dan air mata).

Apa level anak saya saat ini? (Konteks : 4 tahun lalu)

Anak saya berkomunikasi sehari-hari dengan baik. Bahkan ‘terlalu baik’ jika memang ada kondisi lain selain hiperlexianya. Sangat suka matematika. Sangat suka bermain make-up, baru-baru ini lumayan bisa main skateboard.

Tapi jelas memerlukan terapi wicara yang terstruktur. Jadi bukan buat belajar bicara atau memperbaiki bicaranya, tapi untuk melatih pemahamannya terhadap bacaan.

Sebenarnya, membaca sudah jadi rutin harian sejak bayi. Tahun lalu lockdown di London, sekolahnya memberikan apps membaca dan matematika gratis buat orangtua (Epic! dan Numbots) . Sampai saat ini kami masih menggunakan keduanya. Setiap hari. Jatah Epic! gratis dalam seminggu adalah 2 jam. Idealnya sehari 20 menit, tapi seringnya dia membaca dua kali lebih lama sehingga kadang 2 jam sudah habis sebelum seminggu.

Ada pilihan Epic! unlimited yang kami akan berikan. Langgannya per bulan sekitar 130 ribu. Kalau bayar sekaligus setahun terakhir kali cek sekitar 1 juta. Aplikasi ini bagus sekali. Pilihan bukunya beragam dan menarik.

Di apps Epic! ini, pada sebagian besar bukunya, di bagian akhir terdapat quiz antara 5-8 pertanyaan pilihan ganda untuk melihat pemahaman anak terhadap buku yang baru dibaca. Anak saya cukup bisa menjawab hampir semua pertanyaannya.

Sedikit contoh :

Skor rata-rata quiznya berkisar antara 80-100%. Jadi, pada umumnya, dia paham apa yang dibaca.

Bagian yang memerlukan support lebih baik adalah bagaimana menjawab secara verbal atau menjawab tanpa pilihan. Selain itu juga, perlu banyak berlatih bagaimana memahami kalimat implisit. Salah satu ciri spesifik dari anak hiperleksia ini adalah mereka memahami kata secara literal.

Kira-kira seperti itu gambarannya.

Di satu sisi, saya bersyukur sekali kembali dipertemukan dengan apa yang selalu dicari. Penting sekali buat benar-benar mengerti untuk bisa menerima dan melanjutkan ‘perjalanan’.

Di sisi lain, ngga peduli sudah menghadapi ini bertahun-tahun, ini ngga mengurangi kegelisahan dan pernyataan, dalam tahap apapun, ini tidak (pernah) mudah.

Tapi, mengutip kata-kata dr. Mustafa dan dr. Sally di post ini cukup memberi sedikit penghiburan :

She’ll be ok”.

Every child will find their way. Something that we worry too much now could be irrelevant in the future”.

Semoga.

Kata Marthin Luther King Jr :

“We must accept finite disappointment, but we must never lose infinite hope”.

Betul. Tanpa harapan, kami ngga akan pernah sampai ‘di sini’. Harapan yang bawa sampai sejauh ini dan saya percaya, akan lebih jauh lagi.

Akhirnya, dari saya setelah semua yang telah dilewati dan akan dilalui :

It takes a village to raise a child.

It might take a lifetime to understand her.

Posted in Langit Senja, Maternité, Past learning, Thoughts

About Priority

New year usually comes with new arrangements. In designing the days spent, it’s not only about plotting clasess/activities in empty schedule.

Choosing a schedule is not only about choosing the time, it’s about choosing priorities and managing the flow and energy from one activity from another.

One of the most rewarding things from this mothering job, it really employs and exercises my lateral thinking skills. Before deciding something, I get to see and consider the things from many angles, not only for her but also many things that has important influence to her. Including and consulting the principal is compulsory, but, as someone who is doing daily operations, I need to operate based on the reality of the situation, but among all, I always stick on the priorities as much as I can.

Learning new things is compulsory, but for the little girl and me. But, at what cost? The class is interesting but, it’s conflicting with prayer time. The class and time are matched, but it is on my fasting day. The class has good advantages, but it is on the day of our regular weekly Quran night. The class fits everything, but, it’s conflicting with my other schedule or vice versa.

In deciding which activities to participate, other than money spent, the more important thing is to consider what we will lose in gaining the knowledge. Opportunity cost is talking here.

Classes and activities may come and go, but certain priorities will always be on the first row. There should be certain things that are non-negotiable. When you know what’s yours, it will give a clear answer to the question. It also makes you easier to say more no than yes.

Based on experiences in few areas of life, when you get your priorities straight, everything else will fall into place.

Posted in Thoughts

The Culture Code

Last year, there was of the most memorable readings on my shelf, a book called The Culture Code by Clotaire Rapaille.

The book explains why are people around the world so very different? What makes us live, buy, even love as we do? The answers are in the codes.

These codes are what make American, or German, or French, and they invisibly shape how they behave in their personal lives, even when they are completely unaware of their motives.  And it finally explains why people around the world really are different, and reveals the hidden clues to understanding them all.

Examples of The Culture Code in the book :

This book made me start wondering the most suitable Culture Code for my country. Then, something came to my mind.

The more I see examples in real life, the more I am certain Shortcut is a really suitable code for this country.

This is actually a random rant while reading some news regarding the National Football Team’s coach who had just been sacked before his term ends.

Bonne Année et Bonne Santé!

Posted in Thoughts

The Holiday Struggle

It’s been always joyful having holiday at home.

Rested and leisure without any rush or crowd.

But, it’s not all joy.
The hardest struggle during holiday is maintaining the level of discipline on the same amount that we have during school days.

When you have plenty amount of resources, like time (or anything), it takes more vgilance to stay focus and keep your self on the track. Willpower alone is not enough to maintain it.

This is not only about the little girl, but also about her mother. More time in the morning is surely nice for reading and doing other things that are quite hard to do during school days, but, the consequence is the delay of the morning routines.

The true discipline is not who you are when you can’t. It’s who you are when you can, but you don’t.

Enough talking, mommy. Now, do what you preach.

Posted in Disability, Langit Senja, Maternité, Thoughts

End of Semester’s Reflection

I am a huge supporter of homeschooling but our situation doesn’t really suit for doing it fully. So I take half of the schooling while still sending my daughter to formal school whose values so far is aligned with what we preach and practice.

This end of semester’s reflection is quite different than the previous ones where it was more sentimental.

This semester I took studying more seriously by implementing regular night study with or without tests. This is more about to reduce the headache due to transition from lower grade levels to upper grades which academic demands are jumping significantly than my passion for teaching and learning.

At the end of this semester, we registered her to a CognitiveMap test in one of the institutions in Jakarta which is also globally renowned. This is not an IQ test, but I think it gives better insight about how the current brain of the child abilities. It test five brain muscles : vision, auditory, sensory motor, focus, and emotional processing.

I searched why these five and found a journal that explains it well. It has been determined that neuroplasticity occuring in childhood brain is mainly related to these five aspects.

Other than insightful, this test result is quite useful to decide and understand more about how she learns best and which area she needs to improve.

I often wonder will I do differently if we didn’t receive any diagnosis? Will I try this much if she is one without any specific conditions? Will I be less worried about her?

I am not sure about the answer. One of my strength which can also be my weakness is, I always take everything seriously. Especially if it’s something that gives significant impact to my life and future.

I made list and notes rigorously.
I read intensely and extensively.
I nag The One who decides all affairs regularly and continuously.

I often wonder whether it’s a blessing or a curse to be this stubborn about something that I think it’s right.

What could soften me a bit is certain phrases from my readings :
« Mothers/parents matter. But, they are not everything ».

Your efforts matter.
But, the end result is never yours.

Posted in Langit Senja, Maternité

Ten Years of Motherhood

For the past 10 years, the most difficult part of parenting is not about her. The hardest struggle is about regulating my self. The toughest battle is about to change what’s inside me. To fight many things that that have been imprinted subconsciously for years.

To unlearn few beliefs growing up that no longer resonates with me. Yet, in the other hand, to insist she understands, memorizes, and applies certain values that I consider important.

To acknowledge those things, it is important. To fight it, boy, it’s a battle that makes me cry regularly during early morning one-on-one session. Even every time I edited this post, tears couldn’t help falling knowing how much I lack as a mother.

Other than our spouse, The One who we really have to include in every stage of parenting is the creator. Guidance, patience, compassion, things that could only be granted by Him in this life task of raising a human being.

As she is growing up, I am also growing old. May Allah grant me the force needed as we’re heading to puberty and perimenopause. Amin.

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For the past ten years, she grows as beautiful as the literal meaning of her name. Inside out.

For the past ten years, she has grown according to the meaning of her name. A knowledge seeker, a learner, a beautiful sunbeam illuminating our world, makes life full of hope, warmth, and radiance.

In her name as a whole, my hope refers to QS 58: 11

وَإِذَا قِيلَ ٱنشُزُوا۟ فَٱنشُزُوا۟ يَرْفَعِ ٱللَّهُ ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُوا۟ مِنكُمْ وَٱلَّذِينَ أُوتُوا۟ ٱلْعِلْمَ دَرَجَـٰتٍۢ ۚ
“Allah will elevate those of you who are faithful, and ˹raise˺ those gifted with knowledge in rank”.

Happy 10th birthday, my dearest.
May Allah bless you with strong faith, excellent health, and sufficient wealth and always guide you every step of the way. I wish you all the resilience and excitement you need to deal with whatever life throws at you.

I hope this first decade of your life has been a great enjoyable ride for you as it’s for me. It’s not always rainbow, but being your mother has been one of the best adventures in my life.

Thank you for all the random “I love yous” you throw me daily. You know I love you too, right?

Posted in Thoughts

A Sweet Addiction

Nothing compared to the tranquility between 3.00-4.30 am daily.

The silence at home, the sound of white noise around, and the darkness of the living room. Those combinations are another level of addiction and something that I am craving for daily.

It feels like a refreshing warm up to start the day. It prepares all the muscles to get ready to deal with whatever the day would bring.

It gives one of the life goals that I constantly pursue :

A peace of mind with a grateful heart.

Posted in Books, Favorite things, Places, Travel

Visiting The Second Kota M

One of the economic principles is actually applicable to travel: Maximizing the utility of goods/things to get maximum benefits with minimum resources.

Maximising the visa before it expires since obtaining it was quite a hassle.
Using the particular lane for families with young children while we still can.
Low-season travel while we get the chance.
And many more excuses I could make up to justify travelling.

We just returned from visiting another Kota M this year (there is a popular Netflix series here called The Setting with Kota M). While the first Kota M is located in Europe, the second one is in Australia.

After spring in Munich, we had a chance to experience another spring in Melbourne.

It was so nice to be in the place where the air is clean.

Cleaned my face after went around and the color of the cotton used to wipe the face didn’t change much, while at home, it always turned black.

Real blue sky in a normal country is surely different from one in another country whose sky is blue oligarchs.

Our itinerary in the city is always between garden and library. Walked around the huge Royal Botanical Gardens for few hours, breathing the fresh air, listening to the forest sound, and my favorite one : sat and stared by the lake. Doing boring things while traveling is always our main itinerary.

We also went to Luna Park and let the girl enjoyed quite few rides. It was hot and loud.

Done with sensory overload, what we need to is full amount of tranquility. So off we went to St. Kilda Beach.

After Three days in Melbourne, several things that really nice after visiting two cities in Australia :

  1. They have the most comfortable transport station to go around the town. Both Sydney and Melbourne have quite massive tram routes where most major landmarks can be reached by tram only. Tram is so convenient. No going up and down the stairs for subway/train. It makes everything feels near. Need to go to a proper beach? One ride 30mins tram away from city. Need to visit art gallery? Few rides stops from central. Need to run by the river or slow morning walk in a proper beautiful garden? Tram will take you there. I am always sold to a place where public transport system is well-designed.
  2. Proper halal good delicious food is easily accessible. Indonesian restaurants are everywhere, they have two best Lanzhou noodles that the rival only matched with the first one we had in Tokyo, and many more halal choices.
  3. People are (so far), properly friendly. No cold face like Korean and few Europeans, and most importantly no translation needed here.
  4. It feels European enough in ambience with Asian taste in tongue.
  5. Clean, fresh air to breathe.

The highlight of this trip was a road trip through Great Ocean Road. We stopped by Torquay Beach, Maits Rest Rain Forest Walk and the famous Twelve Apostles.

Nature trip will never fail to give you wide spectrum of emotions. It’s when the most sophisticated phone couldn’t capture what your eyes see. No words could describe properly to explain the magnificent beauty.

Couldn’t help being half grumpy while dealing with the windy, yet tremendously grateful by the opportunity to roam around the world seeing the nature created by Allah The Almighty.

We stayed a night in Port Campbell in a motel by the ocean. So so beautiful.

We safely returned at ‘home’ after 30hours on the road.

Road trip, in some parts, is indeed exciting. The breathtaking scenery along the way, visiting places that I have never thought I am able to visit. Places that always create constant self talk inside the head and sense of wonder and reminder how enormous this world is beyond my comfortable home.

But, some things behind the scene are ugly.

Like being cautious of the driving rules of another country, which is totally different from where we come from (which rules are never really clear). During travel, I am the anxious one while one in the driver seat has always been the calm one.

In a road trip, both are anxious (😂, now it sounds funny, but in reality, not really) which the only one left who stays calm is a 10 year old in a passenger back seat. My husband is basically an easy going laid back person, unless, when he drives. Driving in unfamiliar country doubles his tension.

Parking is tricky, eating schedule is messy, namaz time is uncertain and food is mostly unhappy (I survived with a banana and greek yoghurt yesterday since I couldn’t take more instant food). The other side of it is tiring for me.

A big applause for the driver for unlocking a new badge of road trip around the world and also, for the little girl on the back for surviving another long ride without complaining and whining. She’s also one of the reasons why we can go places enjoyably and sanely for many years, because we don’t have to deal with any tantrums,

I do really enjoy all the places we stopped by, but being trapped in the car on the road longer than 2 days, it’s not really my cup of tea.

And, unless doing it with this squad, I’d rather pass.

Most of the time, I always choose an accommodation which provides separate bed for kids. It’s important thing to take into account that everyone should sleep comfortably during the period of uncertainty.

I also visited two libraries and four bookstores in Melbourne and I couldn’t help myself buying and shooking my head in disblief : “Perpustakaan negara orang bagus-bagus banget, ya Allah”.

As always, I also did my solo stroll in Melbourne.

After few days here, this city feels and seems like to be a good place to start adulthood. Met Indonesian students everywhere we go, working part time either in restaurants,amusement park, or grocery stores, spent their free schedule to earn some money between courses.

The similarity : the hospitality looks genuine and they look happy doing their work.

In the tiny bussiness we run for the past few years, since 2019, I started hiring students to work with me and keep hiring students only. I want an employee who also pursue his study. I told them I’ll cater their classes schedule, whatever it is, as long as they commit to their work. It’s not a common practice in Indonesia to work while studying, unless you have a pressure to do so.

While I believe earning your own money once you turn 18 or at least 20 is really important for your emotional and mental health. You might still depend on your parents for certain things, but, at least, you don’t have to ask them to top up your phone credit, dine out out or pay your gas. To be a functional adult, you need such basic freedom at least.

Few other important things I notice here:

  • People in Melbourne walk in a normal pace. No speed walking, no rushing like they chase something. Exactly how they drive, no honking. When they overtake, they do it politely.
  • They’re Asians at heart. Other than coffee shop, the most full packed restaurants are either Chinese, Korean, or Japanese. Indonesian and Malay one is still full of their own people. Most employees in hospitality are Asians. No wonder they call this city the second home.
  • This trip feels comfortable because comfort food is reachable. Nasi goreng, sup buntut, iga bakar madu, sate kambing, you name it they have it.

Traveling always gives new insights.
The first Kota M we visited this year made me can’t go back to the usual pastry or bread.

The insight gained from this second Kota M already made me searching information and the tuition fee to study in a Melbourne University.

Seven days of pleasant beauty and hospitality finally come to an end.

Let’s meet again for another opportunity, insya Allah. Till then, Melb!

Here’s the highlight : met a koala in wild life.
Been to Australia : ✅