9 days. 216 hours. It has been a memorable experience in Indonesia so far. Memories were made. Roads were conquered. Laughters were made. New friendships were made. When second day comes, I never thought the day of me experiencing as an Indonesian student has come so fast. It is amazing to see how their education is run here.
Afterwards, we went to Mount Bromo and Probolingo on the following day. This is the day when I tried new things and became an adventurous person. Bravely stepping on the steep slopes and not caring about my shoes getting dirty. There were moments I thought I would roll down the hill since the hill is steep. But however, I just kept going on and on and on.
I would not want to keep on writing what I did the following 9 days as the others has written. And to me, the experience details is somehow rather the same. What I want to emphasize is the word “time”.
The time passed so fast here in Indonesia and so many things has happen. Every single day is like a memory syrup to my honey jar. Time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters. This is our TFSCALE2 time.