... Actually, not an actual trip.
If you are thinking about a trip for fun, then you are completely wrong. Or maybe not for my brother, though.
I was going to submit my "Final Paper Proposal Whatever" yesterday. And I decided to bring in my-parted-by-10-years little brother. (I don't really know the right term, but screw learning, I have Phlebotinum!)
As usual, I rode a TransJakarta (hey, this is the right term; maybe people use the more infamous "Busway" because TransJakarta is just so Awesome but Impractical. Or maybe it is just the case of I have many names.) My little brother was very enthusiastic that it was his first time riding a... Coupled Bus?! (Okay, I cannot find a better translation yet) On the way, we talked about a few nonsense thingies which of course I forgot.
And then, we arrived at my campus in Kuningan. (no, not that Kuningan) I then proceeded to buy some gray papers for the cover page and have my Final Paper Proposal copied twice. But... oh yeah, the photocopy guy (yeah, it's FAN-NAMED!) run out of BLACK spiral binding. (again, I don't know the correct English word for this...) And I couldn't help but felt kind of pissed off because that guy kept asking why it should have been black. It's Word of God, okay?
... At least I kept my promise that said that we would go home at 4.
We rode a train back home. Having been always tricked (yeah...) for buying economy class tickets when I would be forced to wait for ages, I asked the ticket man to tell me which train comes first. (It has been a Legend that economy class trains had to wait for the Express AC and Economy AC trains to depart before departing) He said it's economy class coming first. We actually had been wanting to board an Express AC or Economy AC train ones, but my brother insists in taking the Economy one. Oh yeah.
As I expected, it was fully crowded with people. Seriously. It's time people get home from work, ftw. I am a frequent at boarding crowded trains, of course, but my brother is not.
I can't bear looking at my brother's suffocated face.
In the end, we got home safely though. I asked him, "Now, do you regret this, brother?" He answered, "No, I don't regret having been taken to trip, I just regret we having to ride that crowded train." Oh, poor him.
Okay, the lesson we got from this story is: NEVER, EVER RODE A TRAIN to Bogor when it's time people getting back to work. Unless you're made of iron. It will be OK if: A) You are riding the train from the first station (it's Jakarta Kota) or B) you're riding reversely (from Bogor to Jakarta). Still better if you ride from Bogor, though, as it is considered the first station for Bogor-Jakarta ride.
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A nonsensical entry made by yours truly.
