Today, I want to tell you a story about my experience which I encounter when I was in Tokyo, Japan.
When I traveled to Tokyo with my friend, we decided to stay in a hostel. The room had 3 bunk beds hence it can accommodate 6 people at one time. When we checked in to our hostel, the room was almost full, with 4 person inside it. One middle age & one elderly lady were both from Finland and there were us, Malaysians.
When we entered our room, we were greeted warmly by this Finnish elderly lady (let's called her Mrs X). At first, we were happy to chat with her. When she knew that we were Muslims, she said that she also had learnt Islam from an Iranian friend. We were so grateful upon hearing that. She also said that she had been in Tokyo for awhile and just came back from the museum, and willingly to share the maps that she had just gotten to us and even offered to give the souvenirs that she just recently bought to us. We politely declined her offers.
But things started to change when she knew that I was a medical student. She then started to talk about sickness and asked me about my opinion. Of course, I was willingly to give out my opinion regarding this. And then, things started to change when she told us about her trauma being raped and molested, being in a sex traffic business, being a surrogate mother, her illegitimate child and many more which I found them somehow kind of nasty and suspicious. My friend upon hearing her stories just entirely ignored her, whereas I was still sitting there while sewing my bag and listened to her. One thing I learnt in this medical field is that we need to listen to our patient, whether we don't like it or not because hey, that's our job. But I also learnt that we also need to show good facial expressions to our patient. Don't show them hatred or whatever things that may hurt your patient's feelings (even though you're the one who are badly hurt inside). Show them your poker face. So, that's what I did. Yeah, I did that. I felt that her story became more and more ridiculous but I just let her be. My friend was very surprised that I really paid attention to her, even though I wasn't. Hahaha.
The next day, after busy exploring around, we went back to our hostel and there was Mrs X in our room. We had a little chit-chat but I was very tired so I just didn't pay much attention. I asked her about her day and guessed what she said? She said that she went to Italy embassy for her visa renewal (or some sort of like that) and she wanted to book her flight ticket to go back home. Unfortunately she failed to do so, and when she was at in front of the hostel, she saw some men (who were in the sex traffic business that she had been involved before) was waiting for her. *I was imagining some kind of mafias like that, hahaha* There was also a little boy, and when she was to enter the hostel, that boy groped her (while showing how he done it to us) *sorry for the language, but I was going to tell you her exact word, that would be much worse.* OMG! This woman.. (-.-)
Okay, please prepare for yourself because the worst was yet to come. So later that night, I went to bed quite early. While I was about to enjoy my REM sleep, I heard a noise in the background. Urghhh!! I didn't know what was the fuss about. I just didn't even care. Then, the light was switched on. Come on! I was trying to get some sleep in here! Common sense people. Then I heard Mrs X's voice.
"Have you seen my watch? Do you take my watch?" She asked to every single one in the room. I thought since I was ignoring her (which I pretended to go back to my sleep), she wouldn't care to ask me. Boy, I was so wrong. She opened up the curtain that covered my bed, shook me and asked with her eight octaves voice, "Do you know where is my watch? Do you take my watch?"
OMG! This woman definitely had some nerves! I quickly said no and then she went out from the room. I took a deep breath while silently cursed inside. Damn it! She just woke me up for her freaking God-know-where watch?! asdfghjkl.
Then, the next day, she told every one that she had just found the watch which apparently was in the toilet, and since then she never took it off from her wrist, even though she went to sleep. See! No one wanted your watch! You should find it at the toilet first before you were roaming around and asked/accused everyone about your watch.
That wasn't her only story. When we were cooking/preparing our Maggi noodles for dinner, she saw us. She asked us whether we had an extra because she wanted some. I initially refused to give her but my friend managed to convince me to give one of ours to her. I did give one packet to her. But guess what she did? She initially looked happy when we gave it to her, but then she offered it someone else. I was like.. wth? If you didn't like/want it, don't do that in front of us. It was an insult (for me). You better returned it to us, and that would be much appreciated. But yeah, I didn't ask for it back. I just let her be.
Thank goodness that we didn't stayed there for a long time because after that, we were going to Osaka.
Nevertheless, it was one hell of experience which I'd never encounter before. So, it is true isn't? Travel do give you good and bad memories.
"There ain't no journey what don't change you some.”
― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas