Pengalaman Lebaran di Jepang

Hey you guys!

So for today post I’m going to talk in Bahasa. Why? Eh no reason just wanna rant in Bahasa hahaha. Alright changing language in 3 2 1…. phew.

Okaaayy, kali ini gue mau cerita pengalaman gue lebaran di negeri orang. Enggak, gue lagi gak kuliah atau kerja di luar. Emang kepengen aja sih jalan-jalan pas tanggal itu hahaha. Jadi ceritanya gue sama keluarga gue itu udah lama pengen jalan bareng ke Jepang. Kenapa Jepang? Soalnya disana ada temen nyokap gue (mereka orang Jepang btw). Dan kebetulan gue dan keluarga gue deket sama temennya nyokap gue ini. Alhasil pergilah kita ke Jepang. Terus kenapa banget gitu pergi pas lebaran? Yah cutinya adanya itu gimana dong hahaha karena gue dan kakak gue sama sama udah kerja, kita cari tanggal yang memang pas dimana kita berdua bisa cuti. Yah walau keluarga gue ini berangkat duluan terus gue nyusul gitu. Soalnya gue abis ilang 3 minggu dari kantor hahahaha sumpah itu gara-gara gue dirawat sebelum cuti.

Eniweeiii, disana gue ga puasa. Iya, langsung aja jujur. Gue. Ga. Puasa. Sama. Sekali. Gak sih gue ga mau pake alasan musafir, literally karena gue pengen aja makan ini itu hahahaha. Terus ternyata disana lebarannya ada 2, tanggal 4 atau 5. Tokyo Camii, masjid terbesar disana (entah di Tokyo atau Jepang), lebaran tanggal 4. Kalo KBRI tanggal 5. Terus gue? Ya tanggal 4 laaaah HAHAHA. Kenapa? Lebarannya duluan, mayan ah ngurangin utang puasa gue 1 hahaha *plak*

Terus gue ceritanya salat ied kan disana. Gue ketemu banyak orang Indonesia juga disana, ada orang Malaysia, Turki (karena ini masjid Turki juga sih) daaaann lain lain. Gue bukan penganut agama yang baik dan teladan sih (obviously Kem, keliatan sekali bukan? Haha) jadi gue gatau macam macam aliran Islam yang ada. Yah gue tau sih memang macam macam tapi yaudah taunya sampe situ doang. Nah kalo di Indonesia, pas rakaat ke dua kan takbir dulu 5 kali terus baca al fatihah, kalau disana takbir pertama langsung al fatihah terus baru takbir 4 kali gitu. EH GUE RUKUK DONG HAHAHA terus balik diri lagi sambil mikir. Yah intinya salat saya tidak khusyu sama sekali hahaha

Pas ceramah juga waaaaw pake 3 bahasa, Turki Jepang sama Inggris. Waaaw 3. Takjub akutuuu. Ini pertama kalinya gue ngerasain salat yang berbeda dan ceramah 3 Bahasa.

Overall, pengalaman puasa (eh kan ga puasa) dan lebaran disana seru sihh karena beda sama di Indonesia. Terus gapake muter muter. Ya iyalah ga pake muter sana sini kan ga ada yang lu kenal juga Kem hahaha.

Cheers

Kemmy

Beyond My Wildest Dream: I almost went to jail in Italy

Hey you guys!

Before I start my story, I just want to say that this is not a click bait. I really almost went to jail back when I traveled to Italy.

So, before I traveled to Italy, one of my mom’s colleagues gave me some Euros because she had been to Europe couple of times before. But I also exchanged my money in a bank. So I have 2 sources of euros.

When I traveled to Venice with my family, I wanted to buy some souvenirs. I really like earring back then so I kinda collected them. But then, when I was about to pay for some reason the seller said she can’t proceed the payment. Apparently, there was a machine that kinda scan the money. I didn’t know what the machine does that moment. So I changed the money without thinking any further. I thought maybe the money was crumpled or anything. No biggie. I put the money back to my wallet.

Well then couple of days or weeks later I visited Milan for the second time. The first time, I went with my uncle and cousin who traveled with me from Indonesia. The second time, it was only my cousin and I. We walked around from morning to night, I guess it was 8pm or something. So we were about to go back to my aunt’s house at Civate and we went to the central train station.

I was pretty surprised as I did not see “Lecco” on the announcement board. So at first I thought “Well, damn. I have to stay at Milan with my male cousin and I do not bring any spare clothes. Oh shoot this is going to be awkward if I have to share a room with him. Oh shoot more expenses. Oh mate I’m broooookeee” But then, I thought it’s good since we really wanna experience Milan at night as we did in Rome and Firenze. BUT THEN, Lecco showed up and the train will depart at 8.30pm or something. Whew, I dont have to share a room with my cousin! No surprised expenses. Whew!

Since we still had some times until the train arrive, we decided to walk around and do window shopping. So I went to this ZARA store and I decided to buy some clothes. Hey, I was at that point in life where I wanna look all cute, good, like to wear make up etc and like to take picture of me hahahha. Now? Back to my usual, messy looking self. Yeah… I’m just gonna be me. Oh sorry, getting out of topic again!

SOOO anywayyy, I was about to pay at the cashier and talked to my cousin. I gave the cashier some money and there were other people there, the cashier, the guard and a guy who was not wearing a uniform. I gave them the money that I used at Venice but got declined. I know it’s the same one because I originally wanted to use the money to pay for my flights tickets to my aunt who bought me the tickets, but she refused. So I put the money in different section in my wallet.

There was a lot of fuck going on my mind

The look of the cashier got confused and she talked to the other guys in Italian like explaining things and she kept scanning the money. They were talking and they looked really serious. I didn’t understand any of it (though my cousin who’s Italian taught me several words in Italian, yeah forgot those in a second, sorry cousin). Suddenly, the cashier asked me where did I get the money, I was confused as to why she asked me this, so I told her that I exchanged the money back in Indonesia and one of my mom’s friend gave some to me as she just came back from Europe.

And so, the guy who was not wearing a uniform told me something beyond my wildest imagination.

“It’s a counterfeit money”

MY. FACE. WENT. FROM. LAUGHING. AND. SMILING. TO. STRAIGHT. PALE.

“FUCK I’M GOING TO JAIL. FUCK WHAT SHOULD I DO. FUCK *imagining myself sitting in a cell* FUCK I CANT GO BACK TO INDONESIA. FUCK I HAVENT FINISHED COLLEGE” aaand lots of another fuck in my mind thinking about worst case scenario. Yep, there was a lot of fuck going on my mind

I dont know whether I looked that innocent or they felt sorry of my reaction or I just looked too stupid to actually trying to buy something with counterfeit money, but they actually really nice to explain to me about it. They told me the difference between the real and the fake one. They also told me that the machine is used to tell us whether the money is fake or not. So I asked them if I could scan all of my money to tell whether I have another fake one. My cousin did that as well. Luckily, we did not have another fake one.

“You dont look like you know you are carrying a fake money. I can see that from your reaction and I have the guts that you are innocent. We were about to call the police before, but we need to make sure if you really aware of it or not. Please be careful next time and please separate it with the others so you wont get it mixed up”

THANK GOD THEY DID NOT CALL THE POLICE OR I’M DEAAAD. Luckily my aunt also rejected the money or she would be the one who took the blame. Whew… So after that, I paid for my clothes and went back to Civate. Whew that was wild!

Moral of the story guys, don’t accept money from someone just like you wont accept carrying anything for strangers. She/he might not have that bad intention, but she/he also does not know whether the money is legit or not. You better exchange the money yourself at a trusted money changer like the bank. At least that’s what I learned from my experience. I think it’s also better if you just use credit card or debit card to withdraw some money at your destination so you wont bring too much cash with you and it’s safer that way. But do check the fees though. Now, I usually withdraw money if only I really need more but before I go to another country, I always check the fees first. I prefer to avoid exchange my money too often if I’m abroad but I usually do bring some US Dollars. But well, I have never done that actually since I usually bring enough or just withdraw. So the USD is just for backup.

So guys, have you ever experienced similar event like me? Or what is the wildest thing that ever happened when you travel? Leave me some comments below 🙂

Cheers,

Kemmy