Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Kepayang Wild Plants and The Way of Nature






The path to the railway track. Now inaccessible



The path as it was before


Last August we went balik kampong back to Kampung Kepayang Fair Park. It had been quite a long while since we were last in Kepayang.

Being left for a long period of time is the surest way of getting one's home being run by overgrowths. Luckily Emak's house is regularly attended to at least in terms of keeping the lawns trimmed.

But a brief walk around the old house introduced me to a sampling of wild plants which call the compounds of my mother's house home.

They are beautiful in their own way, though. Each a creation of God. Ever thriving. Ever dutiful in going about their own business.

Left to their own device, of course they would overrun the lawns, footpaths and whatever structures in their way.

That is what my brother Man found out during his recent trip back last week. The old footpath leading to the railway tracks is now inaccessible!

Nature always goes her own way.

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Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Utter rubbish!



I can't believe I stayed up all night only to be served with an utterly rubbish display by Liverpool last night.

If only I knew it was going to be that bad, I would have continued with my much needed sleep.

But expecting something good and a worth-watching display, especially after heartening displays against Man City and Arsenal, I requested Syafiq to wake me up for the game. And came 4.00 am, my son duly obliged.

So here I am feeling groggy and sleepy but wide awake on a public holiday.

Really spoils the holiday.


Monday, February 11, 2013

Been hibernating



There's not much activity on this blog since end of last year. It's already February now, and I've yet to post anything on Seri Kepayang this year.

So this posting is a stop-gap measure.

What I have found out is that, if you lay off writing for a length of time, you will get a bit rusty

What have I been up to over the last few months? In so far as writing is concerned, I have been hibernating for the most part.

Otherwise, there was the family trip to the northern states and Langkawi in December.

The highlight of that trip must surely be the cable car ride up to the peak of Gunung Machinchang. Everyone in the family knows I am afraid of heights. But to keep my reputation intact, I put on a brave face, and went through with the ordeal.

Suffice to say, that would be my one and only visit up Gunung Machincang.

January went by very fast. I don't particularly remember anything big going on there.

And February, well, it is the month for Sambutan Hari Wilayah. Lots of programs to keep me busy at the office.

Keep well, folks.


Sunday, September 16, 2012

Raya in America

The Hollywood Walk of Fame on the Hollywood Boulevard. This is Bruce Lee's star. Not surprisingly, it was always surrounded by groups Chinese tourists eager to record their visit here on photo


As one travel on the highways, or freeways as they would call it in US, one would be able to appreciate the vastness of this country. This picture is taken an hour's drive outside of San Francisco.



The famous clam chowder at the Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco. This is served in a carved out bread. Nice..

Unlike Los Angeles, San Francisco is a hilly city and this adds to the charm of its streets. There are more than 40 hills within the city. Famous ones include the Telegraph Hill and Russian Hill

Room with a view.  This is the view of a  Hollywood neighbourhood from my hotel room


Lombard Street, claimed to be the crookedest (and very steep) street in the world because of
its eight tight hairpin turns

Homes of the rich and famous of Hollywood have well-landscaped gardens and manicured lawn

The San Antonio Riverwalk after which our very own River of Life project in KL will be modelled after

The iconic San Francisco cable car is the world's last manually operated cable car system. Unfortunately, we did not have the time to hop on one. May be next time

People cycling on the Bay Trail. The San Francisco Bay Trail is a more than 500km interconnected trail system which links parks, open spaces and places of attractions located on the bay shoreline. I would love to ride my mountain bike here. Miles and miles of continuous integrated track, beautiful and varied sceneries, nice San Francisco weather. What else could a cyclist ask for.


There is this nice little tune called "Breakfast in America" by the British group Supertramp. Catchy and melodic,  Roger Hodgson's distinctive singing makes you want to "take the jumbo across the water" and fly to America.

But then if you had to leave for America during the festive season of Hari Raya,I bet no amount of serenading by Roger Hodgson would be enough to make you jump on a plane for the USA.

But then, work is work.

And that is how I found myself flying to the USA on the second day of Hari Raya last month.

Our destination: Los Angeles, San Francisco and San Antonio. Oh, and you can add to that one un-scheduled overnight stay in Narita, Japan.

So how did I find America?

Well, one thing which strikes me is that America is not just a big country in terms of its geographical size - driving from one city to another for six or seven hours is considered normal - it also has almost everything in super big sizes! The trucks and cars are bigger, and so are the highways, food servings and shopping malls.

The cities - at least from what I saw in LA and San Francisco - are also much more glitzier and glamorous.

But still, those were not enough to take my mind off my family and the Raya  celebrations back home.

Sorry, guys. I'll make up for it.


Sunday, September 02, 2012

Stranded in Narita: Soaking up a Slice of Japan


The ubiquitous jidouhambaiki (vending machine). Japanese streets are littered with these machines
which sell almost anything that you might want



Japanese streets are clean and beautiful as it is simple in design


The sign reads "Narita-shi jdousha" (Narita City Car Park)

Urban street on the left, local residential street on the right

Off to school, no big bags to carry...?



The morning rush hour was just about to begin

We got stranded at Narita on our way back home from the USA. Our plane developed a technical problem, and the captain was not about to take the risk of continuing the journey to KLIA.

Replacement parts had to be flown out of KLIA, and it is a good seven hours flight to Narita. So we had  to put up for the night at a small hotel a few minutes away from the airport.

As someone who had studied and stayed in Japan before, the very idea of spending a night in Japan again was enough to get me a little excited.

It being summer, the sun had risen very early over Japan in the morning. Subuh was at 3.41 am! After a hurriedly taken breakfast, I told myself that I just had to go out and take a stroll to soak in bit of Japanese urban ambiance and breath in some fresh Japanese summer air.

The familiar scenes of nice clean streets, narrow neighbourhood roads, colourful vending machines and children walking to school instantly  brought back sweet memories of our three year stay in the Land of The Rising Sun.

Alas, it was not to be a long stroll. The weather was hot and temperature quickly rising even in the early morning. And my onward flight to KLIA was just three hours away. So I swiftly returned back to the hotel and reached my room sweating. But not after taking a few shots with the hand phone.

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