red square Nggak ada yang bikin gw 100% kaget dengan perbedaan, cuma rada syiksyaksyok aja dikit. Beberapa bulan lalu gw ke sini buat jalan-jalan. Ada kenalan suami bilang, "Gila ya, orang Moskow tuh wangi-wangi banget. Penasaran banget pake parfum apa." Waktu itu beneran nggak ngeh karena lebih banyak bau rokok daripada parfum sih menurut gw. Orang Moskow kalo ngerokok 11-12 kayak orang Indonesia di warkop. Tapi otak udah terpapar ide tersebut, jadi waktu gw balik lagi ke sini, eh beneran dong mereka di jalan tuh wangi banget. Wanginya nggak nusuk, malah blend-in banget sama sekitar jadi nggak yang tiba-tiba puyeng makbrengg gitu baunya. Enak banget. Iya bener juga, gw jadi penasaran mereka pake parfum apa. Gw pengen beli. Orang bilang kalau orang Rusia tuh jarang senyum, kaku, yang mana gw rasain pas awal dateng ke sini. Tapi setelah tinggal di sini, nggak juga kok. Mereka senyum kalau kita ngobrol sama mereka. Emang sih beberapa tetep ada yang pahit tapi nggak semua...
This is an easy post about multicultural marriage (or relationship). Take it as entertainment if you are in the same situation as ours 😆 Differences always fascinate me. Then I am married to someone from a different culture. It's challenging but also fun at the same time, here's why: One becomes grammar nazi and one becomes grammar police. I can say that he is a kind of polyglot and I speak 4 languages daily (most Indonesians are bilingual already 😉). But we talk to each other in English because my Dutch is super broken, his Bahasa Indonesia is much better than my Dutch but we usually use it for ordering foods in when we are in Indonesia only. So as a fluent English speaker, he always corrects me when I got it wrong. That's totally okay. Only it is not that okay when he did it during the fight 😂 Like how could you do that during the fight? Though I sometimes correct his Bahasa Indonesia when he tries to talk in Bahasa here, ordering something or trying to impress local...