Farewell to Bekasi

January 7th in Bekasi marked the day of my departure. This hotel had cared for me through one of the toughest parts of my journey—five long days recovering from food poisoning. The staff were patient, supportive, and kind, and their presence helped me heal both physically and emotionally.
As I adjusted my bicycle one last time, the staff members came out together to see me off. Their smiles and waves warmed my heart. Bekasi had become more than just a stop; it was a place where kindness shaped my memory. I silently promised myself, If I ever have the chance, I’ll come back here again.
Setting Out Once More
My destination for the day wasn’t far. Out of caution—still uncertain about my health—I had booked a nearby hotel. It felt like a safe decision, especially after the ordeal of the past week.
I pedaled only a few kilometers from SM Hotel before arriving at my next stop. What awaited me, however, was the biggest contrast I’ve ever experienced on this journey.
The Worst Hotel So Far

From the moment I arrived, I sensed something was wrong. The staff insisted on keeping my passport for “safety,” a reasoning that made no sense. I noticed cigarettes and ashes dangerously close to where the passports were kept, the ashes carried by the wind.
Half of the photos I had seen on Agoda turned out to be lies. What was promised as a comfortable stay was nothing like reality. Even the Wi-Fi, clearly listed online, didn’t exist.
The disappointment hit harder because of the contrast. Just the day before, I had been surrounded by warmth, professionalism, and care. Now, I stood in a hotel that felt careless and misleading.
OYO hotels, I realized, often carry mixed reputations. This stay confirmed just how unpredictable they can be.
If There Was One Good Thing

If I were to force myself to find a silver lining, it would be the view. From the window, I could catch a glimpse of the city that wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
But that was about it. And honestly, it wasn’t nearly enough to make up for everything else.
Travel has a way of teaching lessons in extremes. One day you’re embraced by kindness, and the next you’re tested by disappointment. Both, in their own way, become part of the story you’ll carry forever.
