Perpustakaan (atau kantin ya?) favorit di Seoul

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Jadi belakangan ini ada tempat-tempat yang jadi favorit gw banget kalo ke Seoul. Awalnya sih karena pas gw dateng ke sana di musim panas, jadi mau jalan-jalan keluar tuh capek juga kalo outdoor terus. Jadi pengennya ngadem aja dan jalan-jalan kalo udah adem. Solusinya adalah gw ke perpustakaan seharian baca buku dan nongkrong sambil nunggu matahari tenggelam.  😙 Awalnya gw emang cuma sekedar tour keliling Seoul cari perpustakaan yang menarik dan nyaman, tapi gw menemukan better deal lagi yaitu kantinnya! Jadi biasanya perpustakaan umum di Korea itu akan gabung sama community center jadi pastinya ada banyak banget fasilitas umum warga disitu, salah satunya adalah kantin yang murah meriah! Makanan di restoran di Seoul biasanya udah menyentuh harga 10.000 won per meal, tapi kalo gw ke kantin ini bisa makan lengkap dengan harga mulai dari 5500-6500 won aja. Wow gak tuh. Jadi kegiatan gw pas musim panas kemarin bener-bener pagi ke perpus, baca buku, siang makan di kantin, baca buku ...

It's probably just my imagination making up to complete the memories, but well..

Sometimes when I look at old photos, I noticed some faces that make me realize that I've met these people before. But few times, when I see these people in the photos, I don't remember exactly what happened, what is the 'thing' that was a thing at that time. And that happened a lot. People I've met just for a few weeks, few days, or even a few years. 'Ah..yeah there was this girl that I know for a few months..but how was it..? I don't remember' 

It is so easy to forget about people, and when I look at the picture, I don't remember the detail exactly, but I remember the overall feelings, whether it was good or bad. 

But then there's a case where I didn't even have a picture of the person, but the surroundings or the situation in the encounter. Somehow, the impression left harder, or maybe it is altered in my memories so the impression is better? idk well. 

This picture reminds me of the old man who was sitting behind a church I stumbled upon while walking around the neighborhood, he then asked me to sit down with him, and then he told his story of living quietly in the area, where nothing 'exciting' really happens, and showed me the route to look at the best view, where I spent the afternoon sleeping on the bench under the tree. 


And this picture reminds me of the shop owner who was sitting in that chair before lunchtime, so the restaurant was not really busy, then I came and order the food. She was smiling really sweetly and then go to the kitchen to prepare the food. Then I remember the daughter came from the door and also smile brightly at me while going to her mother. After the food was ready, she explained one by one how to eat it, and what are each of the food. I remember the type of clothes they wore (or is it just my imagination making up to complete the memories, well, that could be).



Somehow these memories were so vivid and detailed, yet the memories with people I spent more time, sometimes are blurry. 'ah yeah we were eating together, what was the problem before?' I don't remember the exact detail of the accident that we were going through that time, for example.

Is it because I treat 'temporary' moments more preciously than the longer encounter? not sure though.

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