Good afternoon, Guten Tag to all of you.
How have you been in this week? Mine is great. My Deutsch course began on Tuesday and of course I didn't need to take the placement test. The TIF students went right to the lowest class..hehehe. The teacher is very sweet and kind, Ms. Cindy Schlicke. Very patient with us who were just "blank" everytime she spoke Deutsch. But, hey, after a week, I think we make a very good progress. From zerro to zerro point three...(Hallo, Ich heiBe Noni. Ich komme aus Indonesien. Ich wohne in Jakarta. Ich spreche Indonesisch, English und ein bisschen Deutsch). Beside those introduction, we have already learned numbers, direction, plural singular and a little about music.
Oh yeah, I remember. Next Monday we have to bring CD about music in our country, and you know what? I will bring CD of Bang Haji... "Dangdut is the music of my country". I'll show them how to do "thumb dance"...right...!
"Darah muda, darahnya para remaja...yang selalu menang sendiri, walau salah tak peduli...ii.iii.iii..."
Beside having the language course, we also join the extra activities which we have to sign up first, example: cooking, German folklore dance, speaking, creative writing, sports, movies, and international cultural night. I have joined the folklore dance (they taught us two dances which has polka moves, nice experience). We also have excursion in the weekend. Last weekend we went to Quedlinburg (a UNESCO heritage site) and Castle Falkenstein. It was really fun, especially for Photo Freak like me..hehehe.
Tomorrow night, on the cultural evening, I will perform Gambyong Pareanom dance. I have told my classmates to come to see me (really Stage Star Wannabe, huh?). Hahahaha... Well, I don't care if you think that way. I just want to introduce one of the beauties of my country (me, of course, not the dance...kidding! :)).
Well, I have to rehearse for tomorrow show. Wish me luck, Dude!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Right Riding Hood
Good morning...
I moved to my new room yesterday. See, they put me in the wrong room. I was in ATW (Albercht Thaer Weg) 12 A room 412, when actually I had to be in room 01. My friend from Nepal who was in 01 had to be in 14 B room 003, while the other friend from Philippines moved from 003 to my previous room. Fortunatelly, I only unpacked a little so it wasn't that hard to move down.
After putting my bags in my real room, I went (grocery) shopping with my friend, Ratna. She took me to Real supermarket where things were more complete and cheaper (??). She lent me her bike. That was the first time for me biking again after couple years. Oh, my legs!
One thing for sure that was different, we had to be on the right side of the road. Not familiar for me, but I could manage that.
The trip to the market was not merely trip, coz Ratna asked me to memorize the way to some places. I said "okay", but actually my mind wasn't working at all. So I forgot instantly..hahaha!
The place was big yet very simple. Not like the mals we had in our country. We had to fetch the trolley in a special place and put 1 euro coin to take it, but then after we finished and put it away, we could get out coin back.
So, we shopped and we shopped. Felt like being a new college student (I am, aren't I?). Brushes, bucket, broom, knife, food, bike lock (though I hadn't had the bike), ect. Those things were okay in the trolley, but when they had to be put in the bike's basket...that's another thing. I was like a refugee, man...hehehe. When Ratna took my picture and uploaded it to her Facebook, one of my friend started to comment, "Are you studying or selling siomay there?"
Hahahahaha...of course selling siomay!
Anyway, I was so exhausted that day. But the happiness of having my own kitchen (plus the fridge) brought the light into my life. I could start my experiment in cooking then! Haha!
I did cook in the evening.....and it was disaster!
I moved to my new room yesterday. See, they put me in the wrong room. I was in ATW (Albercht Thaer Weg) 12 A room 412, when actually I had to be in room 01. My friend from Nepal who was in 01 had to be in 14 B room 003, while the other friend from Philippines moved from 003 to my previous room. Fortunatelly, I only unpacked a little so it wasn't that hard to move down.
After putting my bags in my real room, I went (grocery) shopping with my friend, Ratna. She took me to Real supermarket where things were more complete and cheaper (??). She lent me her bike. That was the first time for me biking again after couple years. Oh, my legs!
One thing for sure that was different, we had to be on the right side of the road. Not familiar for me, but I could manage that.
The trip to the market was not merely trip, coz Ratna asked me to memorize the way to some places. I said "okay", but actually my mind wasn't working at all. So I forgot instantly..hahaha!
The place was big yet very simple. Not like the mals we had in our country. We had to fetch the trolley in a special place and put 1 euro coin to take it, but then after we finished and put it away, we could get out coin back.
So, we shopped and we shopped. Felt like being a new college student (I am, aren't I?). Brushes, bucket, broom, knife, food, bike lock (though I hadn't had the bike), ect. Those things were okay in the trolley, but when they had to be put in the bike's basket...that's another thing. I was like a refugee, man...hehehe. When Ratna took my picture and uploaded it to her Facebook, one of my friend started to comment, "Are you studying or selling siomay there?"
Hahahahaha...of course selling siomay!
Anyway, I was so exhausted that day. But the happiness of having my own kitchen (plus the fridge) brought the light into my life. I could start my experiment in cooking then! Haha!
I did cook in the evening.....and it was disaster!
Monday, August 03, 2009
Day One...sleep lack!
Good morning to you all.
How's your day? Mine is fine.
It's a bit cloudy here. Since yesterday the sky is covered by those white grey blanket. My coming was even welcomed by drizzle in Frankfurt airport. Good sign.
I'll tell you about my journey. It was a long one, longest I've ever had. The flight was at 15.15 from Cengkareng and reached Abu Dhabi at 20.00 local time or at 23.00 Jakarta time. After 5 hours transit, the flight continued. Started at 01.40 Abu Dhabi time and reached Frankfurt at 6.30 local time, or at 11.00 Jakarta time, so it is about 20 hours flight. Hah...
Frankfurt airport is surely a huge airport with thousands of people come and go. First thing I did after claiming my baggage was looking for train schedule. I couldn't find the schedule for Goettingen at first that I even read it three times. I sat down and thought. I had to find the train station to get information.
To get to the train station I had to walk, go up and down, follow the sign. And I had to take skyline to get there. When I got there, another walk, up and down, till I found ticket reservation. After having the ticket, going to the line was another walk, up and down (when was this going to end??). My shoulder was numb! And my arms were really tired (Michael and Geoffrey's performance - ELR). Plus I looked like refugee who hadn't taken a bath for a week. I washed my face in the rest room and put some powder on, then continue my walk to line 5.
The station was clean and cold - not talking about the weather. I really felt being in another country.
There's ICE (fast train) to Goettingen cost 60 euro and plus the reservation 4 euro (if you don't have reservation seat, the other people with reserved one can kick you out). My seat number was 77, in wages 6.
The trip was two hours and it was quite quiet.
Yes, yes. Major difference between ICE and any train in Indonesia is the sound. ICE is very smooth, almost no sound, while Indonesian trains are noisy. But somehow, sitting in a silent train, looking at the view outside, which also seemed silent, brought lonely feeling in me. I saw houses, mostly more than one story building and they were pretty similar. It's kind of...pale and cold (maybe because of the weather too). Suddenly I miss my colorful, warm Indonesia. Yes, yes...
The view was dominated by hills, houses, field, and forest. Horses on the field, tunnels, parked cars, and very little people's activities. I really wondered. Was it because of the academic holiday season? Or it was just quiet place. Ghost town...
It's good thing I had good companion. The woman sat beside me was Ms. Caroline, she's from Melbourne, Australia. She came to Hamburg to stay with her family. We spoke a lot, talking about Germany, study, her family. She's really friendly. She even offered to help me carry my baggage when I got off the train. I only brought one travelling bag, one backpack and paper bag, but they were heavy and it was pretty hard to drag the first one through the alley full of other's bags.
My companion in plane from Abu Dhabi was from Australia too. Her name was Ms. Maria, a very nice lady. She would go to Kroatia, her origin to meet her family. She had longer flight than me. Transit for 7 hours in Frankfurt before taking other one and a half hour flight to Kroatia.
I got up from my seat and took my baggage ten minutes before reaching Goettinge. Waiting near the exit door and trapped with other's baggages. When I got off, Ratna and Antje were already outside, right in front of the door. They welcomed me and helped me carry my traveling bag. Thank you, guys.
How's your day? Mine is fine.
It's a bit cloudy here. Since yesterday the sky is covered by those white grey blanket. My coming was even welcomed by drizzle in Frankfurt airport. Good sign.
I'll tell you about my journey. It was a long one, longest I've ever had. The flight was at 15.15 from Cengkareng and reached Abu Dhabi at 20.00 local time or at 23.00 Jakarta time. After 5 hours transit, the flight continued. Started at 01.40 Abu Dhabi time and reached Frankfurt at 6.30 local time, or at 11.00 Jakarta time, so it is about 20 hours flight. Hah...
Frankfurt airport is surely a huge airport with thousands of people come and go. First thing I did after claiming my baggage was looking for train schedule. I couldn't find the schedule for Goettingen at first that I even read it three times. I sat down and thought. I had to find the train station to get information.
To get to the train station I had to walk, go up and down, follow the sign. And I had to take skyline to get there. When I got there, another walk, up and down, till I found ticket reservation. After having the ticket, going to the line was another walk, up and down (when was this going to end??). My shoulder was numb! And my arms were really tired (Michael and Geoffrey's performance - ELR). Plus I looked like refugee who hadn't taken a bath for a week. I washed my face in the rest room and put some powder on, then continue my walk to line 5.
The station was clean and cold - not talking about the weather. I really felt being in another country.
There's ICE (fast train) to Goettingen cost 60 euro and plus the reservation 4 euro (if you don't have reservation seat, the other people with reserved one can kick you out). My seat number was 77, in wages 6.
The trip was two hours and it was quite quiet.
Yes, yes. Major difference between ICE and any train in Indonesia is the sound. ICE is very smooth, almost no sound, while Indonesian trains are noisy. But somehow, sitting in a silent train, looking at the view outside, which also seemed silent, brought lonely feeling in me. I saw houses, mostly more than one story building and they were pretty similar. It's kind of...pale and cold (maybe because of the weather too). Suddenly I miss my colorful, warm Indonesia. Yes, yes...
The view was dominated by hills, houses, field, and forest. Horses on the field, tunnels, parked cars, and very little people's activities. I really wondered. Was it because of the academic holiday season? Or it was just quiet place. Ghost town...
It's good thing I had good companion. The woman sat beside me was Ms. Caroline, she's from Melbourne, Australia. She came to Hamburg to stay with her family. We spoke a lot, talking about Germany, study, her family. She's really friendly. She even offered to help me carry my baggage when I got off the train. I only brought one travelling bag, one backpack and paper bag, but they were heavy and it was pretty hard to drag the first one through the alley full of other's bags.
My companion in plane from Abu Dhabi was from Australia too. Her name was Ms. Maria, a very nice lady. She would go to Kroatia, her origin to meet her family. She had longer flight than me. Transit for 7 hours in Frankfurt before taking other one and a half hour flight to Kroatia.
I got up from my seat and took my baggage ten minutes before reaching Goettinge. Waiting near the exit door and trapped with other's baggages. When I got off, Ratna and Antje were already outside, right in front of the door. They welcomed me and helped me carry my traveling bag. Thank you, guys.
Sunday, August 02, 2009
Etihad oh Etihad
Dudes...I'm freezing in here!
Transit for 5 hours in Abu Dhabi international airport really numb my cheeks! (the first temperature check available). It's been 4 hours, one hour to go and I really need to get some sleep. Man, so sleepy, but can't close my eyes due this horrible air conditioner (wait for the winter, huh?).
Okay, let me tell you a little about my half journey. My mom and dad, and of course my dear Koh Hun Bun took me to the airport. First timer for this international flight. I had to check in two hours before boarding. I brought one big travelling bag, my back pack and a little bag for important stuffs (passport, purse, cellphone). You know what's inside my travelling bag? Guess!
Yup, rice cooker, frying pan, plates, spoons, forks, mug, shoes, clothes... pretty tight bag indeed. It's a good thing that I don't have to claim baggage when transit or it will dry out my energy.
The half flight was quite fun, actually. Since this is the first time for me in the "international" plane, so I learned the stuffs around me like a first timer. Where did the cable go? What did the screen show?
Well, I had my own screen which contained things that I like such as movies and music. Old and new films, many list of album - from classic to new release...yaaaayyy! The best of all, I got to see Bang U-Khan's new movie! So happy....
And I played Jason Mraz's song, I'm Yours, several time, to remind me of Koh Hun Bun. Miss him already!
To sum up, the entertainment was great!
And about food...well, they kept serving food and drinks that I couldn't take it anymore. Delicious, man.
And they also provide earplug, socks, eye-mask, and blanket...that I hadn't used yet in the plane, but I wear the socks right now coz the temperature in boarding room is really cold.
Oh yeah, one funny thing (I think) happened when we had to pass security check in transit area. We had to take off our shoes, armwatch and belt. I was okay with the first two, but with the last one, I almost got a trouble. I am wearing too wide - waist circle - jeans, so when I took off my belt, it almost fell off! Then I had to keep it up, while my other hand taking care of the bags. I wish there was no camera around...
One more funny thing, well, it's not really funny actually, just not common for me. When I was in the rest room, the cleaning service was quite straight and tight with the people who messed the bathroom. See, if you wet the floor, you had to wipe it by your self! She directly checked the floor and if she found out that you did it, she asked you to clean it. Ha ha.
Dude, I'll be flying again soon, so I have to sign out. Thanks for accompanying me. I'll see you in Germany.
Reporting live from the floor of Abu Dhabi international airport. Noinzilla in the blog.
Transit for 5 hours in Abu Dhabi international airport really numb my cheeks! (the first temperature check available). It's been 4 hours, one hour to go and I really need to get some sleep. Man, so sleepy, but can't close my eyes due this horrible air conditioner (wait for the winter, huh?).
Okay, let me tell you a little about my half journey. My mom and dad, and of course my dear Koh Hun Bun took me to the airport. First timer for this international flight. I had to check in two hours before boarding. I brought one big travelling bag, my back pack and a little bag for important stuffs (passport, purse, cellphone). You know what's inside my travelling bag? Guess!
Yup, rice cooker, frying pan, plates, spoons, forks, mug, shoes, clothes... pretty tight bag indeed. It's a good thing that I don't have to claim baggage when transit or it will dry out my energy.
The half flight was quite fun, actually. Since this is the first time for me in the "international" plane, so I learned the stuffs around me like a first timer. Where did the cable go? What did the screen show?
Well, I had my own screen which contained things that I like such as movies and music. Old and new films, many list of album - from classic to new release...yaaaayyy! The best of all, I got to see Bang U-Khan's new movie! So happy....
And I played Jason Mraz's song, I'm Yours, several time, to remind me of Koh Hun Bun. Miss him already!
To sum up, the entertainment was great!
And about food...well, they kept serving food and drinks that I couldn't take it anymore. Delicious, man.
And they also provide earplug, socks, eye-mask, and blanket...that I hadn't used yet in the plane, but I wear the socks right now coz the temperature in boarding room is really cold.
Oh yeah, one funny thing (I think) happened when we had to pass security check in transit area. We had to take off our shoes, armwatch and belt. I was okay with the first two, but with the last one, I almost got a trouble. I am wearing too wide - waist circle - jeans, so when I took off my belt, it almost fell off! Then I had to keep it up, while my other hand taking care of the bags. I wish there was no camera around...
One more funny thing, well, it's not really funny actually, just not common for me. When I was in the rest room, the cleaning service was quite straight and tight with the people who messed the bathroom. See, if you wet the floor, you had to wipe it by your self! She directly checked the floor and if she found out that you did it, she asked you to clean it. Ha ha.
Dude, I'll be flying again soon, so I have to sign out. Thanks for accompanying me. I'll see you in Germany.
Reporting live from the floor of Abu Dhabi international airport. Noinzilla in the blog.
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