The Loudest Echo in your deepest mind
Based on my
previous entry, you might guess that currently, I'm not living in
Jakarta anymore. Some people know that I had been taking french course
for quite a while, but I guess my decision to move here in early may
sounded a bit sudden.
It actually
wasn't as sudden as it sounded, but I preferred to keep the news under
the radar just few days before my leaving. Only few of my closest ones
that knew already, though I feel kinda guilty when I received messages
and calls, asking me why I didn't tell them earlier.
That day I
was really nervous. I've never been to Europe before. So I've no idea
how my life would be once I got there. And plus, I hadn't got my visa.
Lucky me, few hours before the flight, I was able to take it.
And I might
sound like a sore loser, but before I came here, I didn't know how to
apply for bank card, life and health insurance, monthly transportation
ticket, basic stuffs that I didn't bother to worry about back then in my
home.
And about
living alone? I guess I underestimated it way too much. Having the
obligation to take care of myself in a country far, far away from my
home is way harder than I thought.
And oh, don't
get me started with the weather. Coming here in Spring/Summer time, I
thought I'd be fine with jeans and t-shirts, but on the contrary, I need
to stuff my shopping list with coats and jackets, since it's been cold,
rainy, and pretty much windy through the weeks. Though on some lucky
days it's possible to get a hint of sunlights, it's still quite cold for
my liking.
Talking about
the citizens? Screw stereotypes. I think it's safe for me to say that
people here are (mostly) really, really, really nice. Not only helpful,
they're also very thoughtful.
But even so, I
sometimes still miss some people back there. Don't forget to mention
the food! They have lovely selections of food here. And if your tongue
miss a touch of spices, well, you can find pretty awesome asian
restaurants and shops here, but nothing beats the ones we had where we
grew up in, right?
It still
feels kinda weird, but in a good way, you know? Somehow it feels like
I'm starting my life all over again here. New places, new faces, new
personalities, everything's new.
I stayed in
Paris for quite a while and left some of my stuffs there before I moved
to Nantes. Been settling myself down, doing this and that. I know this
sounds incredibly cheesy and maybe slightly, too early? But I think I'm
starting to fall in love with this city. I don't know if that's
possible, but I think it does.
(PS: Sorry
for random photos of me, or other things, I put here and there in this
post. I left my camera in my friend's house, for all of this pictures,
the credit goes to Grace. Thanks for letting me using them!)
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