Sebagai orang yang sering melakukan traveling, sekaligus tour guide, saya menjumpai berbagai jenis turis di berbagai belahan dunia. Mau ras Asia, maupun ras kaukasoid (baca:bule) selalu akan ada tipe tipikal turis, walaupun komposisinya mungkin berbeda.

Pernah nonton film My Love in Ruin? Sebuah film komedi romantis yang menceritakan kisah seorang tour guide perempuan beserta suka dukanya membawa rombongan turis dari Amerika di Yunani. Film ini menggambarkan berbagai ulah peserta tour, mulai dari susah diatur hingga ada yang klepto (alias suka nyolong).

Nah kali ini coba saya rangkum dan saya bagi menjadi beberapa tipe turis menurut saya. Don’t be offended jika Anda salah satu dari sini, karena sama seperti kepribadian manusia (melankolis, sanguin, extrovert, introvert), menjadi turis akan mengeluarkan sifat asli si turis itu.
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Ha! Seems a bit unrelate to travel, but I’d like to share this post.

Several years ago I was still a cappuccino drinker, you may call common drinker. A pack of premix Nescafe 3-in-one was enough to satisfy daily need. Later, I bought separate items: black coffee, cream, and sugar, and mixed according to my taste. As you may guess, it was pretty normal drink in normal life.

Then it changed when I visited Italy, home of coffee, I got dragged into the dark world. Caffe is everywhere in Roma and served best coffee in the world: Italian Espresso.

Cappuccino is also common served, but local people only drink coffee with milk in the morning (until noon at the latest), and when you asked for cappuccino outside that time then sadly you are considered tourist and got unfriendly serving. So normally I ordered cappuccino in my breakfast, then wandering across this eternal city until night. When I had to stop walking for a break, ordering coffee would then be translated as ordering un caffe, and get espresso served in a tiny cup.

Espresso is dark black coffee and has intensely bitter flavor. Most people need to put sugar in it, but even I poured 2 pack of sugar to the Italian espresso, the taste was almost the same as no sugar. Later, still in Rome, I decided to drink espresso without sugar for the first time. It was unpleasant, but a life-changing experience
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