It’s already the third
week of the school holiday, bro.. layan..
The 1st week,
right after the holiday started, I was down with flu. But it didn’t stop me
from going over to Tirasa’s place for deepavali thosai.. meriah, beb, pkena
thosai dengan kari kambing.. wednesday took arief for berkhatan. the Friday that followed, I was well enough to
drive home to pj. Had to go back coz there was a Yasin’s family Gathering. By the
way, Yasin was my grandfather on my mum’s side. He had five wives, so I guess
you could imagine the number of descendants, right.. anyway, more than 200
people attended the gathering on the faithful Saturday, even though at the last
count, it was mentioned that there are over a thousand of this Yasin’s family
living all over Malaysia, and overseas. I did enjoy the company although most
faces were strangers initially.
The previous afternoon,
after a long delay, took the family to Putrajaya. It was made possible because
Hakam led the way.. if i were to drive alone, most probably we would be lost.. somebody once mentioned to me that Putrajaya was similar to
New York, in the layout and systematic planning. Must be ida, I think.. and
true to that statement, I found Putrajaya to be just that. The wide roads, rows
of buildings, the lake, the view, everything was just amazing. masjid besi was incredible. Hopefully my
missus had enjoyed the brief tour.
During the 2nd
week, went to school once to send sports equipment. This time around I ordered
table-tennis set, mini goalposts, and few other stuffs. On Thursday, went to
kebun Jawang in Kuala for membaja session. Driving the CDL @ Land Rover took me
two hours for a one-way trip. Tiring but it provided me space to wonder and
ponder.. Saturday and Sunday were full of wedding receptions to attend.. Zaman
anak murid kawin je sekarang.. nak ngatakan diri ni dah tua, beb..
This being the 3rd
week, on Monday went to kebun Kg Gajah with missus for membaja session . part
of the kebun was still submerged in water.
Jadi, tak siap la membaja nya.. Iye kan saje.. keje Dia belaka..
Tuesday, took everybody for a trip to Penang. It was a last minute plan,
actually. We left home at half past ten
and by two, we were already at the foot of Penang Hill. Here we come, Bukit Bendera!
The ride up the hill was a fast one, especially after the upgrading of the tram
and the station. Had oblong burger as alas perut.. we visited the Owl Museum,
which to me, a must visit for those on the hill. The paintings, miniature, mirror
frame, rings, earrings, necklace, everything had owl as its motif. And they
were spectacularly beautiful. It’s not an overstatement, okay..
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iliya at owl museum |
We stayed at Bayview
Beach resort Feringgi. Its lobby, pools, space, rooms, and especially
breakfast, were fantastic. That night we went to Gurney Drive for dinner. Terkenang
the last time we had dinner here was the night my missus had her labour pain, and
Abil was born the following morning at Adventist.. that was thirteen years ago,
daa..
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pasembuq calling! |
We had pasembur and sotong
bakar, but the kids had nasi ayam je.. jalan jauh2 makan nasi ayam je.. apa
barang, beb.. the pasembur my missus ordered was filled with assorted
ingredients, which in actuality, was more a rojak than a pasembur. But the
interesting part was when the mamak danced and sang to the hindi song played,
while slicing and preparing the food.. after dinner, stopped at feringgi pasar
malam which stretched almost 2 kilometers. The stuffs offered were very tempting,
and after bargaining, I spent quite a fortune jugak la.. tapi yang penting,
everyone was having a great time..
The next morning, went
for a swim in the pool with peoih. Yes, peoih and family came here too. Had a
spliff before the swim, which numb the coldness of the early morning breeze..
breakfast was fantastic because it had an offering of everything: malay,
western, Chinese, Indian dishes. And everything was in abundance. I alone had a
taste of nasi lemak, canai, pancake, sausages, sliced grilled chicken, a bowl
of oat, washed down with pineapple juice and rich black coffee.. at noon when we checked out, we turned right
and headed to Balik Pulau.
The scenery was majestic from the hilltop, passing
by the dam, and miles and miles of durian orchards, stopping for the famous
durian balik pulau at the first seller available, and even had a glass of air
bukit which the Chinese guy who manned the stall confessed was the only water
he had drunk all throughout his life. Pure, cool and refreshing..
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depan pusat bahasa, tempat poya satu ketika dulu.. |
Then it was back to
memory lane once again. Drove around usm: desa harapan, pusat bahasa,
canselori, padang kawat depan desa indah, padang minden where I thought of
having the famous cucoq that I frequented a lot last time at Red House, but
sadly, it was closed. Lastly we stopped at muzium usm. The kids enjoyed
themselves very much there.. by 330 pm headed home. Bought durian at Changkat
Ibol, the same one we had the previous day on to the way to Penang.
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sepupu jack sparrow |
The next morning, membaja
at kebun mandah with Satar’s help. At 4pm then, released the baby fishes into
the cages. It was an exciting moment for me because this was the start of my
ikan sangkar adventure.
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baby tilapia gue! |
Hopefully everything will turn out well, insyaAllah. A new
acquaintance, haji awaluddin, whom I befriended a couple of hours earlier, gave
me a sack of durian and rambutan. Peh! Terbaek.. I finally arrived home slightly
after maghrib. It was a long and tiring day, but very satisfying.
This morning, went to
kebun sg tiram. Unlike the other kebuns which had sawit, sg tiram had kelapa pandan..
And now, today, tonight,
is the end of November. Time flies for those who are engrossed.
I personally am enjoying
my holiday so much so, that I wish the holiday can be extended further, since
there are only 4 weeks left. Wishful thinking, kan..
For now, enjoy the moments..