Alhamdulillah Ramadhan kali ini sudah di Indo, tahun lalu sempat merasakan puasa Ramadhan di Eropa, di Paris. Une experience inoubliable pkoknya (pengalaman tak terlupakan). Gimana gak, selain jauh dari keluarga, berada di negara minoritas muslim (alias negara sekuler), perbedaan waktu yang jauh berbeda dengan di Indonesia, dan puasa selama 18 jam!
     
     Seperti halnya di Indo, yang masih ada gak puasa, disana juga sama ada yang puasa dan ada yang nggak. Ketika bertemu seorang muslim disana, ada yang bertanya apa saya puasa? saya jawab iya tentu, dan dia merasa takjub dan mengakui kalau dia nggak puasa karena bekerja. Saya hanya diam, seperti halnya di indo, bekerja saat puasa aja lemes, gimana kalau di Eropa yang harus 18 jam.  Apalagi di negara sekuler, mana peduli puasa atau nggak, yang penting kerjaan beres.
      
      Beberapa kesulitan saat menjalankan puasa Ramadhan di Paris:

1.      Perbedaan waktu permulaan puasa

Well, karena Paris berada di lintang dan bujur yang berbeda dengan Indonesia, maka lama waktu puasa pun berbeda. Waktu indonesia puasa sekitar 12 jam, maka di Paris karena saat itu musim panas dan siangnya lebih panjang maka lama puasa menjadi 18 jam. Dan entahlah panasnya disana berbeda dengan panasnya di Indonesia. Walaupun sama2 32°C tapi musim panas di paris, kering ngga ada angin sepoi2, kalaupun ada, rasanya kaya ditiup pake sedotan!
Dan paling kerasa itu, hari pertama puasa, belum terbiasa puasa 18 jam, saat jarum jam mengarah di angka 6. Wew rasanyaa setengah bahagiaamau buka puasa, berasa banget tubuh udah saatnya untuk dimasuki makanan karena kebiasa di Indo buka puasa sekitar jam 6, tapi setelah melengok ke jendela baru disadarkan kalau ternyata matahari masih sangaaattt terang benderang (masih waktu ashar). Mesti harus bersabar. Ternyata masih ada 3,5 jam lagi buka puasa. Karena belum kebiasa puasa dengan waktu yang selama itu, pas jam 8 sore, mata berkunang-kunang, badan lemes, pengennya tidur terus. Tapi, hari-hari berikutnya, akhirnya udah kebiasa. Itu kenapa, di beberapa belahan dunia umat muslim lebih memilih tidur saat siang hari karena emang siangnya lama bangeett. Tapi namanya hidup di negeri orang, ngga ada makanan indo, makanan masak sendiri, jam 6 walaupun lemes tetep masak buat buka puasa.


 2.       Buka puasa


Akhirnya setelah puasa 18 jam, buka puasa juga ! sekitar pukul 21h35 CET . Padahal ya kalo di Indo jam segitu udah selesai taraweh (bayangkan pukul 21h35 itu suasana magrib di Indo. Di Paris saat itu masih azan maghrib (azan dr lepi sih, hehe.. sedih ga pernah denger azan berkumandang selain di masjid itupun suaranya ga boleh terdengar sampe keluar). Buka puasa seadanya dengan masakan seadanya. Dan semakin mendekati Idul Fitri, entah kenapa buka puasa semakin lamaaa dan waktu sahurnya semakin cepattt, waktu isyanya semakin mendekati sahur, huhuhu….alias siangnya lebih lamaaaa lagiii.

 3.       Waktu Sholat isya dan taraweh


Nah ini dia menyesuaikan jam tidur dengan jam sholat isya.. pas bulan ramadhan isya nya jam 12 malem yang harusnya jam segitu saya sudah tidur nyenyaakkk. Yang jelas sy ngga pernah solat taraweh di masjid. Gimana bisa, tempat saya ke masjid butuh sekitar 20 menit, apalagi tengah malem, udah sepi, serem pula, bisa-bisa pulang ke apartemen udah kehabisan kereta, trus naik bis malem yg nunggunya lamaaa,  tapi yang jelas sih setauku ga ada solat taraweh bareng di masjid. Tapi untung ada temen di kamar jadi sering taraweh bareng, walaupun konsentrasi kadang hilang karena udah jam dua belassss malemmm, lupa berapa rakaat, tapi seenggaknya ada yg ingetin. Hehe. 



4.       Sahur

Kesulitan lainnya, setelah selesai solat taraweh jam 00h30 CET adalah belum masak buat sahur, kadang jam 01h30 baru selese masak, nah kalo udah selese gitu, bingung mau tidur atau lanjut sampe sahur, soalnya imsaknya jam 03h30! IMSAKKKK setengah empaattt…padahal mata udah kriyip2, kepala udah berat, kalau saya tidur, bisa2 ngga bisa bangun sahur, kalau ngga sahur, waduh … dengan lama puasa 18 jam kayanya saya ngga kuat…Bagi saya hal terberat saat puasa di Paris, saat malam hari, godaannya macam2. Pilihannya: Mau menjamak taqdim isya dan maghrib tapi ngga taraweh. ATAU tunggu sampe selesai taraweh terus tidur, tapi kawatir ga bisa bangun sahur. Dan akhirnya sih setia menunggu sampe isya yg setengah satu malem...
    Dan disaat badan dah capek, ngantuk, pengen tidur, ternyata belum ada makanan untuk sahur, alhasil ya masak dulu. Pernah juga suatu malam karena kawatir ngga bisa bangun sahur akhirnya ngga tidur, setelah solat subuh baru tidur.
    Dan rasanyaaa.. cuma batin, betapa nikmatnya puasa di negeri sendiri, sesusah-susahnya puasa jadi anak kos di indo, ternyata lebih susah puasa jadi anak kos di negeri orang. Di Indo, anak kos bakal susah cari makan sahur, tapi di paris, ngga cuma susah nyiapin masakan apa buat sahur, tapi membagi waktu solat isya, taraweh, tidur, sahur, imsak, subuh itu yang susah.  Dan akhirnya saya jadi terbiasa puasa 18 jam, yang penting:

DO :

- NIAT. Saat sebelum tidur malam sudah diniatin hendak sahur dan puasa. Minta sama Allah dibangunkan sahur, hehe.. (kalau saya permintaan sangat kecil itu sangat berguna, karena pasti selalu dibangunkan asalkan yang serius mintanya, insyallah). Karena kadang disaat saya benar-benar pengen tidurrrrr, ngga kuat melek jadinya minta doa dibangunin sahur, hehehee (atau bisa minta bangunin temen via telp, tapi ngga pernah sih, karena kalau udah capek banget mau ditelp berkali2, digedor2, ngga bakal bangun, jadi minta sama Allah, namanya juga roh kita dipegang Allah :D ). Berdoa juga semoga dikuatkan dan bisa melewatinya.

- SAHUR.Penting nih sahurr, soalnya untuk menjaga tubuh kita tetap vit. Minum susu, makan keju, roti, atau makan buah. Kalau sampe ketiduran ngga sahur, diniatkan aja dan berdoa semoga dikuatkan dan dimudahkan menjalani.

-  TIDUR. Kalau bisa, tidur ajaa.. tapi karena musim panas ga ada angin, kalau saya malah ngga bisa tidur, panas banget..kalau saya sih biasanya tidur pagi hariii.. matahari belum panas, udara masih dingin :D 

DON’T:

- mengeluarkan kata keluhan sedikitpun. Pertama-tama sering banget tuh, ngeluh “Panasnyaaa…lamanyaa..kapan bukaa puasaaa..” ternyata bener ngga kuatttt (ngga pernah batal tapi). Tapi kemudian mencoba membiasakan diri ngga mengeluh, kalaupun mau ngeluh cukup disimpan dalam hati aja. Dijamin, puasa bakal tahan 18 jam, insyallah! Bukan berarti puasa 18 jam, ngga bisa ngapa2in, bahkan saat bulan puasa sy masih bisa jalan-jalan, maen ke taman, ke danau, ke museum sampai berjam-jam. Emang lemes sih, lapar dan haus. Tapi kalau dah niat, sahur, doa dan ngga ngeluh insyallah bisa. Bahkan saya sempet ke Itali pas bulan puasa, inget banget nyampe di venesia panasssssssssss puoolll, ngalah2in paris, maklum deket laut mediterania, jadinya panass. Sampe partner, mba Nia, yang bareng ke venesia heran kok bisa tahan, padahal dia dah kehausan sampe antri di keran air minum gratis yang keliatan banget segernyaaa. Aku ya aslinya ngga tahan, panas banget, tapi ngga tau saat itu yakin aja bisa sampe buka puasa, dan masih semangat jalan. Apa karena euforiaku yang berlebihan bisa visit ke Venesia ya, membuat capek haus laparku ngga kerasa .. :D (maklum seminggu lagi harus meninggalkan eropa jadi nyempetin jalan2 hehe)

 Puasa panas2 ke Venezia




Puasa Panas2 naik gondolanya Venezia sampe itemm

 Pengalaman puasa saat musim dingin


Tapiiiii ada lagi puasa yang menurut saya lebih ga enak. Puasa pas musim dingin. Waktu itu 2 bulan setelah nyampe Paris, sy bayar puasa wajib. Waktu itu sih mikirnya, ah puasa pas musim dingin kan enak, siangnya lebih pendek. Ternyataaaa…. Nggaa enaaakkkkk… enak juga puasa pas musim panas, walaupun siangnya lebih panas. Kenapa bisa begitu???Yaiyalah, saat musim dingin harusnya tubuh kita diisi banyak asupan kalori, asupan makanan, kalau bisa makan roti, kentang, keju terus, sedangkan saat puasa, tubuh kita kosong dan ngga bisa menahan dingin. Keingat, puasa saat musim dingin, bener2 ngga tahan dingin, walaupun sudah ada pemanas ruangan, sudah pake sweater dan baju lapis 2. Tetap dingiiin! Untungnya puasa cuma beberapa hari, jadi masih tahan. 
Lah wong ngga puasa aja, pas musim dingin makan nasi 3x sehari, tubuh masih lapar kedinginan, dan butuh asupan terus. Giliran saya makan kentang, mayonais, keju, yogurt, ternyata kuat sampe makan malam. Kalau musim dingin jangan makan nasi deh, makan keju roti kentang aja, karena kalorinya besar jadi bisa menghangatkan tubuh.


saat musim dingin salju jarang turun di Paris, paling bisa diitung dengan jari kapan turunnya, tapi dinginnya ga nguatiinnn

   Dan sekarang berkesempatan Ramadhan di Indo semoga bisa menjalankan ibadah dg sebaik2nya ditengah2 pekerjaan yang ckckckckckk.....
     Semoga semua dimudahkan menjalankan ibadah puasanya dan selalu diberi keberkahan oleh Allah, amin amin amin




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Yesterday sunday afternoon, I unintentionally opened my food photos reminds me how hard life was in Paris. The daily needs were too expensive and the most important was how I lived without rice and Indonesia’s spice. And u know what make I looked veryyy foolish was when my first flight across continents I’ve kept my Rice Cooker on my cabin (sure on my handbag), from Indonesia to France!!!! MDRRRRRRR!!! It surely reduced my capacity to bring other stuff, like clothes. I’d rather bring rice cooker than any clothes! I couldn’t live without eating rice. I couldn’t imagine there was no rice on my breakfast, lunch and dinner?? I'm really really addicted to eating rice because of my digestion problem. And I knew that everything was expensive there so it was impossible to buy rice cooker with limited budget of my scholarship then I’ve kept my money just for important things.

I’ve arrived safely with some jetlag I thought. I’ve got headache. It was a long-haul trip (15hours by bus from Solo to Jakarta then continued by plane about 18 hours from Jakarta to Paris). I could hardly feel how Paris was in first time I’ve set my foot there. It was autumn at 8 or 15° C I guess. I could barely remember my first lunch because of my headache and jetlag. But when I saw these photos, I remember my menus in first weeks. I took my breakfast/lunch happily because of rice!!! The next day I ate egg, vegetables and Serondeng thanks to my friend bringing its Indonesian speciality. How I said many many thanks to God just because of this.



A few days later, I’ve tried to buy Nasi Goreng, rice cooked in oil and some spices, but Nasi Goreng I bought was totally different. OK. But at least I ate RICE however different the taste.







This was a breakfast when I stayed for few days in Ibis Paris (free from Campus France). I was speechless of this menu. NO RICE! But yeah this menu surprisingly made my stomach survive until at noon.
When I got settled enough in Paris and got some stuffs from my seniors, my sisters, all Indonesian people that gave me many many ‘precious stuff’, like a spoon, fork, plate, glass, or other stuffs. It was so useful. Que Dieu vos benisse tous. Amin.

I used to cooking most of my breakfast and dinner. How lucky I was, there was a free market near my apartment in where the vendors were most Arabians. There was luckily also a shop ‘Alimentation générale’ that sells rice, couscous, some spices, oil, and others.




Place d’Aligre, the cheapest free market in Paris

Potato, paprika, bean, avocado, carrots, garlic, onions were the most important vegetables I had to buy. This was very simply Indonesian menu, except paprika. I’ve cooked soup and Nasi Goreng for many times, because I had no idea about what I wanna cook. Don’t ask how the taste! Soup was not really Indonesian taste, because of not having enough spices. Hahahaaa.




For the first month, I didn’t buy meat or chicken but sardine. Poor me! But I enjoyed it.
Thanks to my ex-roommate, Bulan, a creative woman I’d ever know about her ideas for cooking everything being possible to combine, for another time in your support, strength, and optimism. And I’m happy for you that you are working in ministry now. You deserve to get all of this because of your efforts and patience when you were in Paris. Thanks to be my partner. I miss all the crazy moments we did together. Haha. I knew when u came into my Rue de Cîteaux’s room; it would become “inoubliable moments”. Ihiyyy..
Well, we go back. Because of her, I had more ideas to cook any menus. Then I’ve cooked a combined soup with paprika, broccoli, chou fleur (cabbage), etc.



When my expenses were not too over, I bought a meat and chicken. Thanks God. When I missed my mother food, I’ve cooked Oseng-Oseng with oil, meat and bean. If I have no idea, I just combined all of vegetables I had in my frigo.














I’ve saved my money then I could cook many special Indonesian foods, like Gongso (similar to oseng-oseng but different spice and vegetables), Perkedel kentang, sop ayam (indonesian chicken soup), keripik kentang pedas (spicy potato), lalapan (fried chicken and salade) and others (fu yung hai, salad, omelette, etc)

Because of reconstruction of my apartment, then I had to move to other Résidence Universitaire in Ourcq. As a request from Bulan to cook Nasi Kuning after moving to new room and for my birthday in March, then I’ve cooked the most special food, Nasi Kuning (yellow rice made by tumeric/ saffron) and other foods (sambel kentang, mie goreng, sayur oseng, bakwan, ayam dan telur).  Voilà!!!



As the day passed, the scholarship was too late; CAF was too difficult to get immediately. I’ve applied some jobs, but I’ve forgotten I lived in secular country; it was difficult to get job with hijab.  I’ve got financial problem. It was lately two months of paying the apartment. My parents had no idea how to fix it. Then I tried to go to Social Service in my university. With all of my efforts to explain to them in French (absolutely difficult) that I got financial problem, they didn’t want to help.  But I tried to explain unceasingly. And I did it. They would help me. They explained that I had to wait a confirmation. Ok. C’est la vie difficile à ce moment là.

Two weeks later, I’ve got a call from Social Service that I got a commission. Thanks Allah. When I was there, they gave me like voucher to eat in restaurant universitaire , free of charge of 60 Euros and also cash commission in few days later.

Ok, I think we should forget how finally I’ve payed the apartment. but I never forget all of your gentillesse and kindness my friends, I thanks you all guys. Que Dieu vos benisse tous. Amin.

La vie était très dure quand même.

We back!! Just focused on this alimentation :D

This was menus in restaurant universitaire. I loved Ratatouille (eggplant, tomato, paprika mixed with sauce) and pastry so delicious. I’ve never eat ratatouille in French restaurant.







For us, Indonesian, we have no appétit to taste such menus. But if you try to eat them, you may love them. And I’m guarantee if you have lunch with these menus, you won’t be hungry until dinner time especially in winter.

I’ve tried to eat rice on winter, you know I ate four times a day and bread/sandwich. When I had lunch with this menu, I just ate three times a day without bread/sandwich. That’s why I’ve gained my weight 3 kilos on winter.

In French style, we could eat salad, entrée, plat, dessert, so we couldn’t be hungry until dinner :D


 

The beautiful views of university restaurants I love are in my university with modern view (left bottom) and Sorbonne area with old buildings view (right).

you may also wonder why I was so obsessed capturing these foods always. Some researches showed that there may be a mental illness of the people taking photograph the foods before eating. I didn't find the relation of it. This was just to reminds me how difficult to cook my daily foods in different country.
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Yap! main-main ke tempat sodara di Tenggarong, kayanya it's been a long long long time ago, udah ngga main ke Tenggarong setelah berita jatuhnya jembatan yang kaya Golden Gate Bridge di San Fransisco itu. Sampai di Tenggarong sudah malam dan akhirnya harus naik ferry kecil yang cuma muat 4 mobil dan sekitar 4 motor. 
Yah sepertinya aku jadi udik, secara udah lama ngga naik ferry dan ferry kecil pula, jarang-jarang.
Ferry kecil beroperasi setelah jam 5 sore dan harganya Rp. 20.000,-.
sebelum jam 5 sore ada ferry besar dan tanpa dipungut biaya, muat lebih dari 10 mobil dan motor.
Setelah jembatan Tenggarong roboh, akhirnya penyeberangan ferry dioperasikan. Kalo kapal ferry kecil pelabuhannya dekat museum Tenggarong, sedangkan ferry besar dekat terminal.
Sumber kaltim.tribunnews.com
Sumber clinicoustic.blogspot.com

Di Tenggarong emang masih sepi, tapi beberapa tahun yang akan datang pasti lebih ramai karena saat ini sedang di bangun Mall. 

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