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..
|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..
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..
|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.
|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.
|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..