Out of so much joy for leaving your (boring) daily life, there are some downside of traveling. Here are some of the things I hate about it:
Packing. I once said that sometime it’s absurd to put all your life into a backpack. But you gotta do it. It must fit. I often also say: I must fit the cabin! Array of clothes, underwear, what-to-take beauty stuff, toiletries should be chosen carefully. And when you think your packing regime is done, you keep adding more stuff you thing you’ll need.
Flight Delay. It simply sucks. My worst experience is a 6-hours delay in ultracrowded Polonia Airport in Medan, after holidaying in Lake Toba. Dirty waiting room and toilet added everyone’s misery.
Immigration. I am not fond of being looked at carefully –or even suspiciously. The worst is Jeddah immigration, the guys was too busy sending BBM to maybe his lover. The best is Luang Prabang (Laos) immigration, the lady was so friendly asking a lot of questions cheerfully.
Beep Beep Sound of metal detector that sometimes madly too sensitive. Watch, shoes, glasses, coins, also wired bra. My husband recently did a detour due to a package of Antangin in his pocket.
Titipan (requested souvenirs). I simply don’t like the fact that I have to waste time looking for a bottle of cream, a certain brand of chocolate etc, because somebody requested it.
The thought of where will I get the money to pay for next trip. Planning a trip is my favorite thing to do. But whose credit card I use to pay for it?