Tentang Pramugari


Beberapa hari yang lalu, media massa Indonesia dan medsos dipenuhi oleh postingan tentang pramugari Garuda Indonesia yang mengendong seorang nenek yang mempunyai kesulitan untuk berjalan. Konon, sang nenek juga terburu-buru karena harus mengejar penerbangan lain. Karena kursi roda yang menjadi service belum datang juga, si pramugari dan seniornya berinisiatif menggendong si nenek. Aksi sang pramugari mendapat respon positif dari masyarakat luas. Mereka diundang makan bersama Bapak Menteri Perhubungan, dan diberi penghargaan. Kalau menurut hemat saya, sang pramugari hanya menjalankan tugasnya, tapi tampaknya tak semua orang juga yang tergerak hatinya melakukan hal yang sama, sehingga akhirnya dia layak mendapat penghargaan.

Alasan saya membuat tulisan tentang pramugari adalah karena pramugari merupakan bagian dari sebuah acara jalan-jalan jika kita menggunakan moda transportasi pesawat terbang. Pemberi layanan pada kereta api dan bus kadangkala juga disebut pramugari atau pramugara, tapi pramugari yang saya maksud di sini adalah yang bekerja di pesawat terbang. Kenapa pramugari saja, tidak termasuk pramugara? Tidak ada alasan khusus, mungkin jika ada ide saya akan membuat tulisan tentang pramugara 🙂

Pramugari merupakan salah satu bagian terpenting dalam bisnis penerbangan, terbukti setiap review tentang suatu maskapai, tingkat pelayanan yang diberikan oleh pramugari kepada penumpang selalu diikutsertakan. Pantas saja, ada kategori World’s Best Cabin Crew dalam World’s Airlines Award. Garuda Indonesia pun pernah mendapatkannya lebih dari satu kali.

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Singgah di Muscat, Oman


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Masjid Sultan Qabus, Muscat

Those who have achieved their dreams didn’t do it sitting in a comfort zone. They challenged the status quo

(Sheikh Khalfan Al Esry, an Omani personal development expert and former top engineer)

 Kami terbang ke Iran menggunakan Oman Air, dengan rute Jakarta- Kuala Lumpur-Muscat-Tehran. Rute Jakarta-KL menggunakan Malaysia Airlines, dan sisanya menggunakan Oman Air. Kenapa Oman Air? Karena itulah harga paling murah ideal yang bisa kami dapatkan saat itu. We didn’t choose the price; the price simply chose us, haha.

Setelah semalam di Malaysia, kami bertolak ke Muscat. Perjalanan memakan waktu 8 jam. Itu pertama kalinya saya saya menggunakan national carrier Kesultanan Oman tersebut. Kesannya sih oke-oke saja. Pramugarinya lumayan tegas. Seorang bapak-bapak di-‘kepret’ oleh seorang pramugari karena disangka mengambil fotonya tanpa ijin, haha. Untuk perjalanan pulang nanti sewaktu kembali menuju KL dari Muscat, ada sedikit drama yang mengecewakan sebagian penumpang maskapai ini, termasuk kami. Itu minority report dari trip ini dan akan jadi pelajaran buat saya di masa mendatang saja.

Singkat cerita, pesawat kami mendarat di Muscat International Airport (MCT) pada tengah hari. Muscat adalah kota transit sebelum terbang kembali menuju Tehran pada dini hari besoknya. Kami menggunakan kesempatan itu untuk mengitari ibukota Oman tersebut. Buat pemegang paspor hijau Indonesia, kita bisa membayar sebanyak USD 20 untuk aplikasi visa turis. Tidak ada paperwork dan interview apapun. Kita hanya membayar sebanyak jumlah yang diperlukan, lalu akan diberikan slip pembayaran. Kemudian slip dan paspor ini dibawa ke petugas imigrasi, paspor diberi stempel dan voila, selamat jalan-jalan di Oman!

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Iran, The Land of the Aryans


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Persepolis, Iran

Iran was already in my bucket list since long time ago but I had no chance (and budget) to execute it yet. Rich of history and culture, beautiful landscape, and amazing architecture were among the main things that interest me about Iran. And Iranians are so nice. I have some Iranian friends when I was in Delft and their spirit to learn is impressive. In addition, Iran is quite famous in Indonesia for many reasons. Long story short, I was really intrigued to see this country.

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Exploring Takabonerate, a Hidden Gem in Eastern Indonesia


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Growth is the only sign of life (Tanri Abeng, from Selayar Islands)

One morning when I was busy digesting the content of my business email inbox, a notification from a colleague popped up on my desktop screen. It was an offer to join a trip to National Park Takabonerate in South Sulawesi.

I had no clue about Takabonerate. As a matter of fact, it was the very first time I heard the word ‘Takabonerate’. I googled it to demystify what it was about and was subsequently in an awe-moment to see what I had discovered.

Takabonerate was indeed such a beauty. It looked like Bora-bora in Maldives, with crystal clear blue sea, stunning underwater scenery, fascinating corals, distinctive marine ecosystem, pristine beach and so forth. It was a gem! I might not know the islands before but I knew that it was indeed worth to visit. It did not take so long for me to decide it: I would go and was so excited to join the trip. To add the excitement, it was my first trip to eastern Indonesia!

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Why do I Love Airports?


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AMS, Schiphol Airport, the Netherlands

I have a profound love for airports. Even I do not have any flights to catch, I love to visit it, just to find a place to sit down and observe people. I love seeing people rushing with their suitcases and a ticket in hand. They have something to achieve, a driving force to move on. Their excitement mysteriously infects me.

And I love it more when I travel myself.

Because a journey is about to begin, to something new, to somewhere new, which brings out a better version of me.

Because it means I come back as a winner. And I want to inspire people back home.

Because it means I come back as a loser. And home will provide a refuge shelter, as usual. Nobody will judge me. Nobody will tease me. Nobody will taunt me. Nobody will inquire about this and that. I can’t wait to be home. Home is always a safe haven. Home is where the heart is, I believe so.

Because it means that I am moving to a new place, leaving everything behind and take a fresh start. What happened in Vegas stay in Vegas 🙂

Because it means I come back from a trip which has fulfilled my inquisitiveness. I have lots of stories to tell and pictures to show. I can’t wait to share it all!

Because it means that I take on a new challenge. I am full of adrenaline, yet being intrigued to uncertainties. I am excited by what lies ahead. However, there is also a slice of fear dispersing in my brain, wondering what I should do if it does not work out. Yet I feel energized.

What does airport mean to you?