Kuching – Day 7 – Sarawak Cultural Village

Joo Ken joo.ken@gmail.com presents Geographically speaking, Sarawak is the largest state in Malaysia, area wise. Thus many visitors would find it difficult to traverse the entire length of the state and sample all the ethnic groups, particularly in the interior. So, in a bid to be helpful to these hapless tourists, a Sarawak Cultural Village [...]

Kuching – Day 6 – Kayaking in Borneo Highlands

Jollivet http://jollivetng87.blogspot.com presents Kayaking, which never at all once saw room for itself in all itineraries possible delivered to our inboxes, eventually did on the eve of our trip to Kuching. Even post Mount Santubong, the 6 of us, still feisty and energetic, had our engines roaring unmistakably loud for another round of adventure. This, [...]

Kuching – Day 4 – Santubong

Nicholas nicholas86@gmail.com presents For the “non-intrepid climber”, whatever that may be, skip the parts that begin with “Argh”, “Hard”, “I nearly died because…” or “Gasp”. You have been warned, discerning reader. Santubong is RUMOURED to be a simple day’s outing, complete with picnic basket and designer balloons. People who’ve done it speak lightly of it [...]

Miri – Day 2 – Beaches and Hills

Day 2. Woke up at 9. Oops. Mr Hanson extends one of his least warmest (grammar?) welcomes to Malaysia. SMS Record: “Mr Hanson here. where are those bloody DOE bags?” Paraphrased, evidently, but hopefully, the urgency of the situation is communicated. So the next half hour vanishes in two discernible blurs – the one washing [...]

Miri – Day 1 – Churches and Parks

Day 1.8.30, early morning Sunday kickoff. Am I good at this jetlag business or WHAT. My mucus has turned a scandalous green. Sarah, the First Year Medical Success, gravely informs me I have “an infection”. Good. It, at least, means I am a physiologically normal person, a fact I was beginning to doubt after my [...]

Miri – Day 0 – Hello Miri

Day 0. hello miri. touchdown – 1055 pm. Once again I am wistfully reminded of KK airport, the descent plunging precariously into a bleak darkness. This sensation only at night, when there are no indications, apart from the runway, one is landing on more than an island in the sun. Walking out, I am assaulted [...]

Pesta 2001 – Day 5 – Closing Dinner cum Swak 40th Anniv

Due to my acrimonous position as a mere part of the seating arrangement, I shall not speculate on the events transpiring before the Dinner, nor shall I expound upon the extent of the hitherto experienced anniversary celebrations. As the dinner was a follow-up to the extensive route march, most members were not in their best [...]

Pesta 2001 – Day 5 – Route March

Speculations abounded as the route march started losing its shine right before its commencement. Was it long? Was it far? How far? How did Kuching like its paradigms of society dodging death marching on mere gravel roads? All was explained as we set out from Chung Hwa High School Number One (doesn’t that just sound [...]

Pesta 2001 – Day 4 – National Singing Competition

The singing competition kicked off the Pesta ’01 inter-company rivalries. First and foremost, a quick introduction to the wild world of Pesta singing competitions. First, as the title implies, no points are given for fancy choreography or band dynamics if, of all the things in the world, the singing is non-existent. Thus, it was a [...]

Pesta 2001 – Day 4 – Inter-Platoon Games II

With the debacle of the previous day beyond us, pains were taken to ensure the second platoon games fest was an awe-inspiring affair. Following the delegation of game duties before lunch, we (myself, Andy, and the rest of the KKians) were posted to the board game. Yes, real wooden boards, or is it “planks”? The [...]