
L'abscence est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; it eteint le petit, il allume le grand.
(Abscence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great. )

Note their red lips and made up eyes? Had to confiscate the stuff before they make themselves up into Hantu Momok …


Scheming and plotting my outstation Home Audits, I decided on Kuantan because it was far – so I get to claim lots on travel. I don’t really have strong contacts there, but Jaya was there, and Noor. There were a few spares, just in case someone pulled out. Made a few phone calls to set up the job, and announced it to the project team.
At times I feel cursed by loneliness. Yet I thank God that I am able to survive on my own. I am blessed with many friends, yet lament that I belong to none. I yearn that a friend be so much more, yet was not able to give more to one who did wish it of me.
Belek2 peta, ada la satu tempat tu nama dia "Bang Sue". Nak sebut pun tak reti. Ingatkan tu la nama terminalnya. Dah tu naik teksi, last2 sampai satu stesen keretapi yang sangat kecik dan dengan brutalnya terpaksa melintas landasan untuk sampai ke stesen... saba ajelah... So kitorang pun pergi lah mencari insan2 yg reti cakap org putih. Jumpa la sorang mamat tu dalam the transport office. Dia suruh pegi Mochit 2, nama terminal dia. So, tahan la teksi lagi sekali, pergi sana.
Sampai kat gate, bayar entrance fee, then tunggu keta to tumpang naik ke visitor center. Distance is 15 km, and walking is unsafe, takut terlanggar keta pasal jalan belok2. No bus service, and hitchhiking is the norm... After a bit dapat la naik Ranger pickup - in the back, that is!! By the time sampai kat Visitor Center, my fingers were frozen, nak menulis pun susah. Ha ha..
we had to opt for the nearby dorm, which turned out to be rooms devoid of any furniture. By this time had made friends with a French guy who was travelling with us on the local bus, so it was the 3 of us in the 'rumah panjang' style dorms that night. Sali & me shared while he took one next door. I had my sleeping bag, but the others rented blankets from the caretaker. Oh how I wish I had taken a set too!! It was freezing cold that night and my worn sleeping bag was hardly adequate. When we got there at five, the temperature was 19 degrees C, next morning, when it had already warmed up, it was 12. I'm not sure what the T was in the middle of the night, but it was enough to make me put on all the clothes I had and wish I had more!
we lost the trail due to fallen trees blocking the way. But Sandy caught on the trick of following the "marc rouges" - red marks on the tree trunks or red ribbons for temporary trails. We went on and on without even coming close and had to turn back halfway because we needed to go back to BKK the same day. So we bid goodbye and headed back to the dorm. After a lunch of rice and Brahims, we hitched a ride from a pickup, got on the bus to Pak Chong and the express to Bangkok.
She eventually came home, and we decided to go to Hard Rock for dinner. One reason was Risq wanted a T-shirt, though God knows why I bother since he has still come to pick it up from me until now. Am so going to charge him storage fees for this... Kalid joined us and we had a good time. As we were walking back, a guy called us to join his private party at his new shop or cafe. It was kind of bizarre! We walked back all the way to Y's, maybe 2 or 3 km away, with Kalid as escort. By the time we said our goodbyes and went back up it was after midnight...