When you find yourself trapped for 26 hours straight (almost) in a middle-ranged Japanese-made car, there is no harm unleashing your darker and insane side -- cause that, my friend, is entertainment. For some of us, we were porcupine-shot by a million of those needles that got Sleeping Beauty to win her title. You'll never fail to find a Sleeping Beauty at every hour of the ride (and no, gender is not a matter for discussion) all pricked by the Eastern spindle.
All battled through equally hard and now that we are comfortably sitting our fannies on our beds and spinny chairs; embracing technology yet again with open arms (sadly, the truth is technology never really left us), we reminisce.
....that backseat never ending tickling (felt that this deserves a first mention)
....that 12 days of Christmas what my true love gave to me (of starving children, funky chickens, candle from Crabtree and Evelynn, disgusting monkeys and rotting maggots - which we got close to eating by the way, only that they aren't really maggots....)
....that movie marathon, that never really succeeded
....that seafood, oh all that glorious seafood!
....that 15 hours drive to Miri and 13 hours back
....that long sausage fluffy dog which licks my toe and everything else every so often
....that computer everyone fights for
....that old Pajero which served us so so so so well - bumpy and nauseating - nevertheless fun
....that hospitable and kind old couple
....that beach action-baction-suntanlotion with orange kayaks and big angry rowdy sexy waves
....that boy who dived into the water in the middle of the sea and lost his glasses, found a pair of sunglasses and lost those too BUT received a new pair of white glasses which coincidently matched his power
....that, all that Chia family history along the roads of Kuching (Fata Hotel, where his uncle had his honeymoon - classic)
....that Shell, 7-11, Petronas, sundry shopping for junkfood
....that Mary Sister, licking his wounds and you must jump and not kneel, crouch or stand in case of a flight emergency
....that swimming pool that ripped off my toenail
....that, all that beauty health, existentialism debate
....that LAUGHTER that is revived after every 5 seconds of silence
....that flying underwear (spare my life but I gotta put this in!)
....that souvenir shop hopping with every single one of those outlets having just about the same things
....that exquisite PORK satay slapped with THE most delicious peanut sauce
....that discovery
....that fat slug eating session
....that sleepiness
....that Cultural Village with superdoopertriplelooper awesome plant that resembles styrofoam; a piece from which I dropped and we spent 15 minutes digging for it
....that Fast and Furious "I wandah if euu noh" song played on a traditional Sarawakian xylophone
....that Band of Brothers marathon
....that high-pitch squealing otter that wants out from the horrendous Crocodile Farm
....that overfed slowpoke crocodile
....that fist sized prawn that ran out
....that farting, oh ALL that farting
....that Chinese park where Jared knelt and gave his flash offerings to the Cheng Lock
....that *sing* "Toucha toucha touch me, I wanna be dirrrty"
....that kolokmeekolokmeekolokmeekolokmeekolokmeekolokmee
.....that 8 days with the 7 most wonderful people *grin* .......priceless
They say friendship holds your hand tight and takes you through the slippery-est 8 kilometer wooden planks - even on a rainy day.
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*I LIKE* RAH :D :D
hee! :D
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