Malaysia…Truly Asia
Date: July 2005
For the first time in 3 years, I went home, back to Malaysia. I had been yearning to see all my cousins, nieces, aunties and uncles. Quite a lot has changed since I last went back. The thing I missed most during that time, other than the food of course, was seeing my 2 nieces grow up. They had transformed from 2 young, innocent children into 2 smart, beautiful girls, each with their own discerning characteristics.
For the first time, we ventured to Kota Kinabalu in Sabah. It was only a short 3-day trip, but in that time, we managed to taste their exquisite seafood, climb up a mountain and along a rope ladder (scary stuff), and also get lost while trying to find a restaurant. The restaurant incident was quite funny. Our gang of 10 decided to head to this restaurant that had traditional Malaysian dancing on stage, while you eat. The only problem was that we forgot to write down its address, but we knew roughly which suburb it was in. In the process of finding the restaurant, we were conned to pay for a bus ride that took us only 2 stops, then we had to walk another 15mins to another bus stop, which would supposedly take us to the location. With the next bus driver never having heard of this restaurant, he just drove us to the last stop on his route and dropped us off. Needless to say, we were quite freaked, cos he dropped us on this dark road that seemed to lead to nowhere. However, I think the smell of the food must have led us to the right place, cos after taking a punt and walking 10mins in a certain direction, we saw the LIGHT….the lights of the restaurant sign that we had been searching for over the last 1.5hrs.
Our trip back was just as bad, as the last bus that headed to our hotel had already gone by. We were stranded, all 10 of us, waving to anything that resembled a bus and hoping that it would pull over. Luckily, one bus driver promised to take us back to the hotel, after he finished with his normal route. 10…20…30mins had gone by, but no sign of him. At least while we were waiting on the road-side, I had managed to choreograph 2x8s of the routine we used at Next Blue :p He finally came and was kind enough to drop us off right in front of our hotel. Totally exhausted!!
The rest of the 2-week holiday was spent between Genting Highlands, KL and Penang. I even got to meet up with a friend that I had not seen for quite some time. It was great to be able to go back and just spend time with relatives. I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to travel back there again once I start work.
For the first time in 3 years, I went home, back to Malaysia. I had been yearning to see all my cousins, nieces, aunties and uncles. Quite a lot has changed since I last went back. The thing I missed most during that time, other than the food of course, was seeing my 2 nieces grow up. They had transformed from 2 young, innocent children into 2 smart, beautiful girls, each with their own discerning characteristics.
For the first time, we ventured to Kota Kinabalu in Sabah. It was only a short 3-day trip, but in that time, we managed to taste their exquisite seafood, climb up a mountain and along a rope ladder (scary stuff), and also get lost while trying to find a restaurant. The restaurant incident was quite funny. Our gang of 10 decided to head to this restaurant that had traditional Malaysian dancing on stage, while you eat. The only problem was that we forgot to write down its address, but we knew roughly which suburb it was in. In the process of finding the restaurant, we were conned to pay for a bus ride that took us only 2 stops, then we had to walk another 15mins to another bus stop, which would supposedly take us to the location. With the next bus driver never having heard of this restaurant, he just drove us to the last stop on his route and dropped us off. Needless to say, we were quite freaked, cos he dropped us on this dark road that seemed to lead to nowhere. However, I think the smell of the food must have led us to the right place, cos after taking a punt and walking 10mins in a certain direction, we saw the LIGHT….the lights of the restaurant sign that we had been searching for over the last 1.5hrs.
Our trip back was just as bad, as the last bus that headed to our hotel had already gone by. We were stranded, all 10 of us, waving to anything that resembled a bus and hoping that it would pull over. Luckily, one bus driver promised to take us back to the hotel, after he finished with his normal route. 10…20…30mins had gone by, but no sign of him. At least while we were waiting on the road-side, I had managed to choreograph 2x8s of the routine we used at Next Blue :p He finally came and was kind enough to drop us off right in front of our hotel. Totally exhausted!!
The rest of the 2-week holiday was spent between Genting Highlands, KL and Penang. I even got to meet up with a friend that I had not seen for quite some time. It was great to be able to go back and just spend time with relatives. I don’t know when I’ll get the chance to travel back there again once I start work.
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