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Penerbangan Bugil untuk Kaum Nudis Jerman
Oleh : Denny Sitohang

31-Jan-2008, 05:17:09 WIB - [www.kabarindonesia .com]

KabarIndonesia - Tidak lama lagi kaum nudis (kelompok
bugil) di Jerman dapat memulai liburan mereka lebih awal dan melepas
baju mereka di pesawat jika mereka menerima tawaran baru sebuah
firma perjalanan di Jerman Timur.

Menurut Agen perjalanan OssiUrlaub.de, mereka akan
membuka pemesanan sejak Jumat pekan lalu untuk perjalanan nudis
percobaan dari Kota Erfurt, Jerman timur, menuju resor Usedom di
Laut Baltik yang direncanakan untuk 5 Juli dengan harga 499
euro. "Harganya memang mahal, saya tahu," kata managing director
Enrico Hess kepada media melalui telepon. "Ini karena pesawatnya
sangat kecil. Bukan karena pesawat khusus untuk kaum nudis harus
lebih mahal dari pada (yang) biasa."

Penumpang pesawat yang seluruhnya berjumlah 55 orang
harus tetap mengenakan pakaian hingga mereka naik ke pesawat dan
kembali berpakaian sebelum mendarat, papar Hess. Kru kabin tetap
berpakaian sepanjang perjalanan demi alasan keselamatan.

"Saya ingin mengakui bahwa kami sendirilah yang
merancang perjalanan ini, namun ide sebenarnya berasal dari seorang
pelanggan," ucap Hess. "Di pasar penerbangan, ini merupakan
perbedaan yang tak biasa," tambahnya.

Naturisme atau yang dikenal sebagai kebebasan ekspresi
tubuh (FKK) di Jerman, sempat dilarang Nazi. Namun FKK muncul
kembali setelah Perang Dunia II, khususnya di Jerman
Timur. "Terdapat hotel FKK, di mana Anda bisa pergi ke restauran dan
berbelanja tanpa mengenakan busana," kata Hess. "Bagi penggemar FKK -
selain saya - hal seperti ini sudah biasa."

"Saya tidak ingin orang-orang berpikiran salah. Kami
bukan membuka klub swinger (bertukar pasangan) di udara atau
semacamnya, Kami benar-benar perusahaan perjalanan biasa," kata
Hess.

 

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Coffee, tea, or sausage?

Okay, now let's turn to me

The Rules:
1. Each blogger must post these rules
2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight
things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose
eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged and
to read ur blog.

Here goes, eight things I can think of:

1. I often read too much into something. That's not always useful, I have to say. It only leads to worse thoughts usually, as I also like to think about everything. I mean it, everything. I think it can help me make a book of worst case scenario in a company or something. Yknow, what those PR people do.
   
2. I Google everything. I think Google is one of the best guidance in my life, and I don't know what I would do without it.
3. I can fix a toilet's flush. Even when I'm drunk, which was once proven. So for me, when I have one too many drinks, I can have a mutual symbiotic thing with the toilet bowl. We're useful for one another.
4. I dislike people easily. I find it hard to be nice to everyone, only the ones I (sometimes unconsciously) pick.
5. I don't like people who write like they're texting. Come on, use the space you've been given, people! There's no 160 character limit, so why bother with the abbreviations?
6. Inside, I'm just a dork who tries to fit in.
7. I always dream to live somewhere in a big city abroad, having my own apartment and a five-star career. But deep down, I don't think I can actually live away from home, away from my mom and sister.
8. I'd rather watch a person than an animal being slaughtered. On TV, of course. I don't agree with the concept of Idul Adha, even though I pretty much believe in my religion.

About the rules, screw them. In other words, I don't have that many blogging friends. Feel free 
to  join the game, though. I know you like to talk about yourself. Who doesn't, right?

Stay don't stay

Reasons why I should stay for another six months in this office:

• I've become more comfortable with the atmosphere. I'm getting more used to the awful, awful silence in this room every single day.
  
• In the meantime, the workload is still bearable. I get to do what I like; write. Plus, I get to know what's happening out there by reading all the articles I have to summarize.
• Nice, nice payment. The management pays full attention to the emplyees.
• Since it's located inside the boss' house, I get to wear whatever clothes I like, as long as it's appropriate. I don't even have to wear any shoes inside.
• Again, since it's located inside a house, lunch is served everyday by the cook. Therefore, I can save lunch money.
• It's only 30 minutes away from my house, and traffic is less frustrating.

Reasons why I should leave this office by the time my contract's done at the end of this month:

• This is not what I planned. In my head, I was going to be a journalist right after I graduated. I want to be out there, covering events, and then report it to the world.
  
• However, being a local journalist pays practically nothing. From what I see, the workers' welfare is also pathetic. Therefore, I have to start looking for a job in a foreign media. And it seems that I won't get started if I still have my current job here.
• Some things in this office just don't click with me. I don't like having to hide where I'm from everytime I attend a seminar or conference.
• I'm still 23. I just graduated, and I started working here exactly one day after my final thesis presentation. I deserve to have some time-off, don't I? Yknow, looking slowly for what I'm gonna do next.
• Maybe I should find a job where I can go to the office by train. It's faster, cheaper, and help reducing pollution from my car. Haha.

Either one, I think I have to tell my boss about my contract. Ugh, what a dilemma. I think the main issue is comfort vs. journalism. I'm already comfortable with almost everything in this office, while I still want to pursue a career in journalism. Better start immediately, right? Especially if I want to be a Senior Producer of some, I don't know, international news agency, by the time I'm 30-ish.

Writing down a pro-con list definitely didn't give much help.

Diamond is indeed a girl's best friend

I saw the most beautiful engagement ring ever...in my dream two nights ago. And it was mine, from Bangun (who else, right?). 

It has got to be one of the weirdest, yet most memorable dream I'd ever had. Bangun proposed to me, and the next thing I knew was I had that ring in my left middle finger. Yes, middle. The ring was a mixture of gold, white gold, with diamonds sprinkled all around it.

I'll try to describe more, though it's kinda hard: the upper and lower surface is made from gold, and it is engraved with white gold in the middle, all around the ring. Little diamonds are sprinkled all over the carving, making the ring sparkle here and there. Shiny, but not flashy.

What's a girl to say no to that, right? Too bad, I don't know how he proposed to me, as that would make the dream more  interesting. 

In my dream, I was happy as Santa on Prozac. I showed the ring to some people including Bangun's parents, smiling from ear to ear. When I woke up, I was kinda sweating. And not to mention feeling really weird, yet I could still feel the giddyness a little bit. Haha how could I have a dream about that, I would never know. When I told Bangun, his first reaction was, "Yah selamet deh yang mau ngelamar kamu, mahal banget kayaknya cincinnya."

Anyway, that dream made me wonder about something. What if someday a guy asks me to marry him, but I don't like the ring he has for me? Haha it could happen to me, yknow, as I can be very picky with the things people give to me. Call me an ungrateful bitch, but when I don't like a gift, I neglect them almost completely. 

There's no chance that I can swap the ring now, is there?

When the whole world's gone, you won't be alone

I spent the 2007 - 2008 countdown in a karaoke room, singing Auld Lang Syne with Bangun, Runi, and Ebonk. A bit different than the usual, huh. It was fun.

So 2007 was quite an interesting year for me. I would love to write some recap, but why look back when you can plan forward, right. In other words, I'm not in the mood to use my brain and think what I've done last year.

Instead, let's hang the hopes up high for this year. More than anything, I guess I want my friends to stay where they are this year; no more disappearing drama. A wise friend told me on new year's eve, that I and Runi should make more friends, and build a chain between our friends so we could all hang out together. I don't really agree with this. I mean, how can I think of anyone else when I am on the verge of losing a dear friend to some kind of bitterness?

Here's to a better, brighter 2008. I hope this year I will not cry idiotically when singing Tommy Page's A Shoulder to Cry On.