Yes, TTL(TirzaTajabLiku) definitely strikes again(?) Due to my unfinished shifts on latest department, I have to save all the stories until now.

As you know, traveling is one of my biggest passion in life. Everyone have their own way of traveling, and for me, I like to get all the things done by  myself. I have to choose the places where I will stay, my own tickets, my transportation, the attractions that I would like to see, etc. I don't do travel agent. So when I attempted to make our Australia visa in a travel agent, I cant help but frustrated about the requirements they asked. There were too many things to be prepared, I mean, just too much. I know there must be a lot of papers to be deal with, but I asked my family in Oz if it's necessary, and they said it won't. So we gave up travel agent and do it by ourselves. This is a just a tip: if u want to make an Australia visa, just do it by yourself. You maybe work a lil bit more, but it taught u about endurance and patience. Plus, its cheaper.

So, our route is Makassar-KL-Melbourne-Newcastle-Sydney-KL-Makassar. Our day-transit in KL was quite an experience. We have to spend a day there so we decided to accept offer from fellow CS member, Lee Cheong Hong. He is a good Malaysian guy with nice apartment. He helped us when Mus left his backpack in the taxi T-T that was insane... all of his money and passport was in that bag, so u can imagine how frustrated we were...but with God's grace, after hours of bargain and phonecalls with the taxi driver, we finally made to get the bag back. Lee told us that we're quite lucky..because he said its kinda rare to find a taxi driver who accept to negotiate in this kind of situation. And the insanity doesn't end that fast. In the morning, we have to go to airport to catch the flight. And we decided to take the "short" walk to nearest train station. For the love of GOD, its not that short when you bring luggage with you! And no one mention about the freakin' stairssss. We're full of sweats and we have to help each other because our Oz fam added an extra bag (filled with Mks food of course, wkwk), and that definitely slow us even more.

But God's grace. Again. A guy, named Faisal, who we coicidentally met at the station, became our hero for the day. Actually we just want to ask for directions of the train, but after a short chitchat we found that he's a Palopo guy :)))) dunia oh dunia. He's a culinary student in KL, but he used to live and study in Palopo. Then he offered to take us to KLCC, our destination. We said no because he said before that he has a class. But he insisted... and there we were, with Faisal, taking us to KLCC, safe and sound. He even helped pull our bags along the way.