But later on, I found that I probably not being so honest on the interview, cause I don't find myself amused by traveling. I hate the packing, I hate the trip, the airport, sometimes the hotel or sometimes, the people I went with. Well, in a work trip, you don't get to choose your companion. Could be someone nice, could be a very annoying one. And you have to deal with jetlag and incapability to find a decent or even any kind of internet access but you still have to write a good story from your trip.
I'm excited to go traveling with friends, boyfriend, family for vacation. But work trip is sometimes very nerving. Especially when I don't have enough time to prepare myself about the country I went to.
Well, this time they asked me to go to New Delhi. India! It's always been a dream to go where the girls wears sari and a guy build a grand mosque to his loved one who died, the Taj Mahal. But I was hoping for an easy trip, with the ones I love. Not with some colleague and have to work there.
And I will go there at the end of July, exactly when the fasting month of Ramadhan begin. I'm a Moslem, but I have to admit fasting is one of the biggest challenge for me. I can't concentrate properly when I'm hungry. And now I have to do it in another country. Where I'm not familiar with the food, the weather, the everything.
My boyfriend try to calmed me, he say, "You'll only go for three days, shouldn't be so hard". He won't dare to say, "If you can't do it, skip the fasting, dear" since he's a devout Moslem, but the way he talk carefully to me, I know he will understand if I chose not to do my fasting there. But I don't know, haven't made my mind about that yet. Haven't pack, haven't read anything about the trip. I'm too nervous to think about it. What if I just run out of money there? How am I supposed to go home? Silly fear that always popped up in my mind, each time I went abroad.
I'm being silly.
picture: my first trip abroad, Singapore. November 2006. I was so young and ugly :)
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