Wondreful Trip make my life colorfully like bubbelgum.

It was the frist time visited my dear sister in semarang. I followed her advice to take a train to go there. “C’mon...take a train to semarang it would be a wonderful trip for you! I will pick you up at the station,” she said. So off I went to Semarang and the journeywas quite smooth. I waited and wainted at the Tawang train station, Semarang, but my sister was nowhere to be seen. After a long wait, i decided to take a nice sip of hot strong tea at a cafetaria there. I headed for the cafetaria, sat down, put my bag next to me, and placed my order. “Hmm... this is wath I call decent tea,” i said to myself. “I’m so sick and tired of weak tea. Not bad for a small cafetaria.” It was a small one indeed. Except for me and a gentleman sitting at the opposite table, the place seemed deserted. I spent a long hour thre until i decided not to wait for my sister anymore and started looking for her place myself. I was walking along the platform when I realized that I wasn’t carrying my bag. I panicked and right at that moment I saw the gentleman in the cafetaria walking a few meters in front of me. He was stapping a bag on his bag. “wait a minute, that’s my black bag!” I said in a weak voice.”hey, you ... stop there! That’s my bag!” i shouted. The man stared at me dumbfounded. “this is my bag,” he said. People were gathering around usas I said, “liar, you stole my bag at the cafetaria. You...” I didn’t finish my line because someone tapped my shoulder. It was one of the waitresses of the cafetaria. “miss, I think you left your bag at the cafetaria,”she said and handed me my old black bag. OOOPS! Just like what my sister said, this trip proved to be a “wonderful journey”.