The Wonders of Being Lost

Daily Prompt, today: What’s your favorite part about visiting a new place — the food? The architecture? The people watching? Photographers, artists, poets: show us NEW.
The idea of exploring completely a new and unfamiliar environment really excites me – it’s like this adventure-orgasmic feeling. Especially when it comes to being lost – the urge to stay alerted leads to more attention paid to details of what is seen and realize that even tiny things in every day life is beautiful. Being lost and all adventurous makes me feel like a child – warm, innocent and excited. Full of wonders, really.

What I feel about wandering

What I feel about wandering

See, I am the kind of person who gets lost easily. Here’s one of them – it happened yesterday (17th August 2013):

It is the end of the term holiday in my college, and I decided to spend it by going to work in a publishing company for 2 months. That morning, I was heading off to work and decided to try experimenting going there with a kopaja – a bus-like transportation, but cheaper. Jakarta is quite a hectic city, especially in weekdays like this – the kopaja was extremely crowded. It feels like we are canned-tunas – all crowded and humid. Luckily, I managed to find a seat by the window.

30 minutes goes by.
And I still wondered why the kopaja haven’t passed by my office. Oh well. Still having a good time.

45 minutes later… The kopaja passed by Pasaraya – it’s a high end shopping mall – and i thought “Whoa is the driver seriously passing by Pasaraya first before getting to my office? Isn’t Pasaraya quite far away?” (Why the unsure thought? Yes, i am bad at directions. Bad at remembering places too)

Later on, the kopaja passed by Senayan City – another high-end mall. Luxurious. A joy to visit, makes me feel extremely wealthy everytime I go there. Everything screamed “money” *.* And yes, this is the moment I realized – I am lost. The horror, confusion, curiosity and excitement are blended to one, creating this tingling sensation all-over. No, this is not exaggeration. It was really tingling. But, I was very joyful. The environment is beautiful – trees everywhere; huge victorian apartments with vines on the walls and balcony; crisp air. In addition, the radio inside the kopaja was playing this happy song in Italian, with a chipmunk-ish voice – felt like a soundtrack.

All staryy-eyed and jittery *.*

All starry-eyed and jittery *.*

And I was sticking my face out of the window. Cool breeze slapped my face – love it. Now I understand why dogs like to poke their heads out of a car window and stick out their tongue ._.

Everything felt just ‘wow’. From the glorious plants to the luxurious malls to the construction cranes nearby – I’ve just realized that those metal constructions thingy have tiny stairs for workers to walk up the bulding – when you see it from the distance, the actually look like tiny veins.

I also happen to pass by the national stadium, a television station and the “Museum Polri” – a museum that preserves the history of the police in Indonesia. Never seen that before, so that is really something new.

P.s: just found out that there are two statues of archers on top of the national stadium gate. They (statues) look very alive. Awesome.

Another P.s: unfortunately, the conductor found out that I stayed on the kopaja for a period longer than supposed to. So, I have to pay double.

Last P.s: Finally, I managed to arrive safely (and sweaty-ly) at the office. My boss found out that I was lost. And she laughed – loudly. But, she forgave my tardiness 😉

So, whenever you get lost, don’t panic. Just enjoy everything you see – consider it an adventure. Be all fascinated and enthusiastic is good for our soul 😉

This is for you, Daily Prompt: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/07/17/daily-prompt-new/

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