I took my first plane trip when I was in mid teens. 14 I believe. I was then on a school holiday and my mom had sent me to stay with an uncle in the big city of Kuala Lumpur. It was terribly exciting as my uncle was then an army officer and his house was this big, rambling house with beautiful things within the army camp. Everything was new to me.
My aunty, Aunty F, at that time did a few tv dramas and she was a real celebrity. One day she had to do some filming in Penang and she bought me a ticket.
Thrilled to the core, I felt sick to my stomach that morning.
As I sat in the big flying aircraft from Subang airport, I knew this was one of things that I would enjoy doing. Never in mind I thought I would travel so much with planes within the region in one of the phases in my life.
There was no fear of flying and it was always a pleasure to see the MAS logo at the side of the plane. It feels as if I am home.
It was sad reading about the air disasters for the past couple of years – the MH 370, flight QZ 8501 and now the most recent one, the helicopter crash in Semenyih. All the passengers including the pilot perished.
Would I Fly Again?
All these air tragedies has somewhat put a damper in our travelling plans this year and the next. I dont know what to do. Even the thought of flying to Kota Kinabalu for a short holiday is scary.
MIHAS 2015 came and went.
This year saw several new pavilions such as the South Africa, Morocco and the Arabs. Too bad we got in only on the 4th day when the excitement has died down and many of the exhibitors had only home in their mind.
We walked from Hall 1 to Hall 6, passing one booth to another. Once in a while we stopped to sample some offerings of this and that. Very nice layout and easy to follow direction. Good thing I was wearing my sneakers!
I was looking for something different but only one or two booth looked promising. I was also expecting some new, innovative meat processing supplier but did not find one. However, we found a booth that was promoting halal meat from France. Tasted some of the sliced meat and they were good.
I also noticed that there is a rising trend of TV dinners ranging from briyani to noodles to nasi lemak. Endless tongkat ali and collagen drinks and not forgetting the myriad flavours and manners of coffee.
What else is new?
We arrived at the Indonesian pavilion. Plenty of booths selling beauty products as well as rendang in pouches. The crazy part? Each pouch was retailing between RM30 to RM35. Errr…sorry dudes, Malaysians are not THAT crazy over TV dinners.
I was just going through the Saturday newspaper. As usual there are so many attractive advertisements on furniture clearance, sale on jewelleries and the latest, greatest and the mostest news is on the F1 gala dinner.
There are several pull out advertisements too. One of the caught my eyes. It was this glossy, expensive looking property advertisement. It says that the property they are developing is “creating tomorrow and beyond”. Nice. I am such a sucker for packaging and all that and this glossy pull out make me wanted to read more. The gorgeous roundabout in the development looked stunning and everything looked so..ethereal. Almost out of the world.
The guest bedrooms, it says, open out to the back garden. Very, very nice layout and infact, the picture gave me some ideas of how I want to re decorate my own bedroom.
But, it also occured to me that this development and all the gadzillion development that I saw for so many years now, are not built for families with extended family members of the fur kind.
Some have bi laws that disallow pets whatsoever. Some housing areas have so little land to have more than a dog or a cat.
We human beings have always wanted the perfect home and have beeing trying to build the perfect homes. But what we have done also is to forget the other part of our world which is the animals. They are either kept at zoos or abandoned at wet markets or on the streets. There is no space for them in this modern world. Let alone all those bigger animals such as cows.
Even after building such perfect homes for the humans, they still bicker about space for themselves.
They say that you get what you pay for. Well, not quite necessary that way sometimes. Sometimes you pay a lot of money on certain things and yet not getting what you really want. So, to my mind, the “value” of paying something is what you “perceived” as the right value.
Having said that, the recent surprise trip to the East Coast was all of the above. G had us booked at one of YTL’s famous properties. Tanjung Jara Resort located in Terengganu is an epitome of class and hospitality. Their customer-centric resort is set on an equally beautiful setting. The room was well appointed for. The bathroom was wowwwww!!!
The service…well…what can you say about the service but be awed at the length of their hospitality to accommodate your wishes.
We first arrived in Tanjung Jara towards the late afternoon. Sweaty and tired but excited, we both walked towards the reception to be checked in. Very classy check in process it was. Instead of standing at the reception filling up forms etc, we were ushered to this beautiful seating area. Someone came over and served us some welcome drinks and took our documents to be processed.
Next, the room.
Check this out.
Awesome room huh?
And check out the view from the room….the surrounding was so quiet. Only the sound of ocean and the birds were heard. I could even hear myself whispering…
(Below) The sunrise was stunning.
After successfully pushing away work for about a week, we are back home in Kuala Lumpur. It was fantastic to be on the road, but it was equally great to be back home too. The house was in a mess as the cleaner was sick but at least the kids were fed, thanks to our friends/neighbour Ms J and Ms E.
There are not many of these so-called Epic Drives even though G and I did our fair share of driving all over the country. To qualify the drive as being an Epic Drive, it must have these:
- more than 2 days’ drive
- no real itinerary, at least for half of the trip
- far away from the city
- doing some really crazy stuff (read: drive/do some weird stuff while travelling)
- no work involve
The drive started on the 24th February 2014. We headed to Raub first and stayed overnight as we had a business meeting the next day (more on this soon). It was a successful meeting to say the least. Raub, being Raub, was a dead town after 6pm. Not sure where the local folks go to amuse themselves. And to think that I am a local girl….just saying.
We left Raub in the sweltering heat heading towards Kuantan. The Epic Drive had just started and I was all excited to no end.
Penarik Beach. We took pictures on the same spot a few years ago.
As usual, we will find stray cats. Fed this furkid before we started back on our journey.
Big oil refineries along the way.
Our V Day, as usual, is a drive through some kampung roads, and sometimes they do not even exist on the map. I felt like driving up North this time. Just because I miss the vast, green paddy fields that can be found in Sekinchan and the surrounding area. The day was splendid with the sun shining bright. We drove using the old Sg Buloh/Kuala Selangor road. Passing Ijok and several other smaller kampungs. No fruit stalls though as it is still early in the year.
After passing by the bridge in Kuala Selangor, then the real drive took place. You can see swaying palms and smell the ocean breeze in the air. However, unlike our beloved East Coast, the West Coast’s ocean is nothing to speak off. Made of muddy and still ocean, there is no real beach to speak of. We drove to this small beach called Pantai Redang. After driving through a small fishing village, we arrived at this hot, sandy beach. Mostly occupied by Chinese fishermen, we were amazed at how clean the beach was.
I wanted to have some cendol and G had this small can of coffee supposedly imported from Austria. My cendol was served in this big coconut. Very unusual. Saw several dogs loitering about. Skinny dogs they were. Took out the dog food from behind the trunk and fed them.
Did not realized we drove that far until we reached Teluk Intan. I showed G the leaning tower of Teluk Intan of which, he promptly declared it The Leaning Tower of Disappointment. He was expecting the tower to be taller.
Sorry love, it is no Pisa!
Well. What can I say. The Girl wanted to get married in the next few months. With more than two kampungs of invitees no less. No decent wedding should happen without a wedding planner, they say.
Someone introduced a wedding planner to her. And what a nightmare this wedding planner has become that I told her “over my dead body” that she should hire this person!
This was the chat snapshot between the wedding planner and The Girl. Noticed the language she used and how “brilliant” her knowledge of a traditional Malay wedding. She also suggested that it is cool to order from Food Panda (is she out of her freakin’ mind?)
Check out the “berendoi set” she proposed to The Girl. Perhaps she was suggesting that the cats could be in the swing?
Berendoi, comes from the word “endoi” or swing. A baby is placed in a special swing and gently rocked to sleep.
Nowhere in this wedding ceremony that a berendoi will take place.