Homestay

Thursday, 18 November, 2010

Selamat Datang

Somehow, living in this house for the past few days, reminded me of how my babysitter hails from Sarawak.

I remember how she recalled fondly of her childhood that consisted of frequent trips to the river, swimming and catching fish.

I would love to catch up with her sometime this trip back home, to exchange stories and to tell her all the adventures I had so far in her home state.

Auntie Oon,

It's been a while.

I do miss you.

Long House

Wednesday, 17 November, 2010

Rumah Panjang

When was the last time you sleep on the hard wooden floor, on a sweltering hot day?

When was the last time you go to sleep at 9pm because there's no more electricity and nothing else to do?

Hmm...

When was the last time you go back to the past?

Rush

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

I'm late! I'm late!

What's the rush, Mr Hairy Caterpillar?

Late for a meeting with

Mr Red-black Millipede?

Mr Green-stick Grasshopper?

Mr Fast-as-lightning Lizard?

Mr Bright Firefly?

Mr Giant Red Ant?

Mr Roller-bug?

or

Mr Slow-poke Snail?

Moving on

Uncle

Uncle, 

Who will continue on with your business?

Who will take up your trade?

Who will pass on your knowledge?

...when you retire.

Not just...

bing! coffee

RM 8.50.

Relatively expensive

coffee.

But it's more than just the price.

It's what I felt

during

the time I spent there.

Home.

Friends.

Catch-ups.

Equivalent to

mamak

of Sydney!

Partial Tourist

Red

I've never been amazed by the colours in a temple before. Well, not consciously anyway.
They were always just another place that I go with my family.

But visiting Kuching, where it's part home, yet, part foreign, have provided me with some strangely different experiences, thoughts and feelings.

I guess, sometimes, you just have to shift your mindset slightly, and then suddenly the other perspectives would become clear to you.

Colours + Adventures

Dragonfly

As some of you might have noticed, this trip here has also been a trip down the memory lane.
Which is unusual, considering it's only my first time here.

But somehow, many little things made me miss the good old times.

Dragonfly reminded me of my childhood memories of bicycle trips on the muddy pathways beside the padi fields nearby, where I was first amazed by how many different colours of dragonflies there were.


Maybe it's not the place, maybe it's just the evidence of me getting older.
___________________________________________

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Walked, ran, cycled.

Danced, sang, chatted.

Laughed, cried, puzzled.

Reflected.

Reflected. 

Reflected.

Planned and spontaneity.

Unexpected surprises.

Only been here less than 1 week,

but loving this place more and more.

=)