A Little City Called WAGENINGEN

Here are some conversations:
conversation one: me and cousin:
Cousin : dek, jadi berangkat ke Belanda kapan?
Me : tgl 24 dini hari Mbak/Mas, jd 23 malam sdh harus ke bandara.
C : Good luck ya. Btw, ke kota mana nih
M : Wageningen.
C : Oooo... [tanda engga mudeng]

conversation two: me and my boss
M : Pak S****, saya keterima beasiswa NFP, Pak
B : Wah, selamat! Belanda ya? Keterima di Universitas mana?
M : Wageningen
B : Wah, selamat..! Selamat hidup dengan sapi-sapi, menikmati pedesaan, jauh dari peradaban kota.
M : Saya suka sapi koq Pak [jawaban ngasal]

Wageningen, have you ever heard about this town?
For you who study in natural science, may be you heard about it once or twice, about the University. Well, the Wageningen University and Research Center is really well-known for life science students. But not about the city. I never know about the city before. I got little story about the city from my boss-wife who spent 4 months here for her Post-Doc. But I think it's not enough.

If you ask me about Wageningen in words, I will say: suburb, farms, silent, cold, beautiful. I love it!
Just judge it yourself by these photos, please

the crossroad

me, in front of our temporary house

the housing

unique residence

the water canal

the centrum

when a story begin...

It's been so long I didnt share anything in this blog.

Lazy? I am. But at least I have a really big happy story (at least for me)

started in the first week of December. 

Saturday afternoon...

The next day I had to play organ for Sunday Mass Service, but I felt so dizzy that day.

Suddenly, my phone rang. Text came in. "Akhirta Atikana sent you a message" that's what my phone wall said. 

I opened it. "Es, ikutan NFP kan? Sudah lihat pengumuman. Dikirim lewat email." I replied, "Ya, mbak... aku check inbox dulu." With a big headache i checked my inbox via phone. The letters turned my eyes out. [ok, lebay emang]. Ok, somebody from Wageningen University sent me an email about the scholarship. And the announcement was in attachement. I downloaded it, opened it, nothing happened. 

I texted Mb Tika, "Mb, ga bisa baca attachementnya lewat HP" she replied "sama". Probably if I didnt have any headache I would be laugh, but it didnt happen. My head was spinning.

I tried to forward the mail into my gmail. Sent. Did it. I opened the attachment.

I read it. And I didnt understand what the letter mean. Crazy. I was am.

I texted mb Tika, asking what's the meaning. She reply,"You did it! Congraaatsss!"

What I did? Congrats what? Am I succeed in this scholarship. Still couldnt cant believe it.

Shortly, we-me and Mb Tika, were succeed in NFP scholarship. We spent almost two months full of energy and struggle to fulfill the requirements to go to Holland, The Netherlands. Spent lots of energy, time and money. Yes. em-oh-en-i-way.

January 23 24, early morning, we departed from Soekarno-Hatta Airport after waiting for 6 hours. The flight was delayed and rescheduled. We supposed transited in Dubai and arrived at Schiphol in the mid day. But it was delayed, and we had to transit in Dubai and Venice, Marcopolo Int'l airport. And then, we arrived at Schiphol 8.30 PM. I couldnt open my eyes during flight from Venice to Amsterdam. 

Lost in Marco Polo Int'l Airport

Arrived at Schiphol, our friends Pandu and Eliyah were ready to guide us to Wageningen, accompanied by Dani and Bang Joe, all of them are from PPI Wageningen. Stepping my foot at Wageningen, it was 11.30 PM at Holland, or 5.30 AM at Indonesia. Almost 24 hours trip but we could still be awake. Amazing! Thanks to endorphin and adrenalin. The PPI welcomed us with little party at Eliya's room in Bornsesteeg. Thanks guys!

Welkom bij Wageningen

a journey is about to begin

wish me luck!