It was in March 2015 when my heart was broken badly. It had been almost 3 months since I broke up but I still could feel the pain. Parties, besties and even the presence of another men, or I call it rebound relationship, couldn’t help me to fully recover yet. Well they helped but just not enough. So I knew it was the time for an escape.
Penang was my destination. My friends were a bit worried that I went alone, they could be overprotected sometimes. But I told them that I needed this trip. I needed to be somewhere and being unknown.
The flight to Penang was only 2.5 hours from Jakarta. I left on Saturday morning so I could enjoy the Saturday night in town. The plan was exploring Georgetown in the first day and then slacking on the beach in the next day. Penang was under British colonization thus there are some historical buildings with European influences. This island is multicultural, just like KL, it is a home for Malay, Chinese and Indian cultures. So as soon as I arrived at the hotel, I had Indian cuisine for lunch then headed to wander in the city just by foot. I managed to get to the jetty and visited some Chinese temples. The city was quite and nice.
Just before sunset, I came back to the hotel to get ready for dinner and drink out. It was a tiring full day walk but was very refreshing to be somewhere new. My first choice for dinner was the famous sky bar, Three Sixty bar. When I heard sky bar, my imagination was like the sky bar that we have in Jakarta. You know, something like 49th floor or 56th floor. But it is really lower than that. It was still nice though. Until one of the staff was actually trying to invite me to a club after dinner after knowing that I was alone, I didn’t feel safe so I followed my instinct and left the bar for another bar closer to my hotel, Soho Free House. Cool casual place with happy hour.
The next day before heading to the other hotel, Flamingo by the beach in Tanjung Bungah, I received a sad news from home, my Grandmother passed away. For a moment I was numb. I spent my day on the beach reading a book and trying not to think too much about all the miserable things that happened to me in a short time.
I sat alone right facing the beach. The air was fresh, the sun was strong, the surrounding was quite. I heard a woman voice talking to me, her name is Flora and she was also travelling alone in Penang escaping from routine. We talked like an old friends. The conversation was deep about our passion to travel. It is always pleasant making friends during the trip, especially when I’m alone.
At the end of the trip, I felt that I found my strength back. Piece by piece of myself was starting to be paired again. It was the turning point where I threw away all the past memories, decided not to look back again and promised to myself that I would be more selective when it comes to pick someone to be in relationship with. I don’t say that I did choose the poor quality product, but its all about compatibility. To be in a relationship, both must be compatible to each other, apple-to-apple and share the same values. For instance, instrument engineering-ly speaking, you can’t connect the Foundation Fieldbus device to 4-20 mA HART protocol system and expect them to understand each other.
I convinced myself that there would be a countless of wonderful things ahead and a better lane to love. And I’m always right!
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