We took a family road trip to Malaysia from 12 to 18 Mar--covering stops in KL, Fraser's Hill & Malacca. Our brave companions were the Fongs, who stoically endured motion sickness & throwing up in the car to navigate the windy roads to Fraser's Hill, long car rides to Malacca and KL, and so on. Kudos to them! We felt a bit bad cos our kids were ok, but their little girls had different physical countenances.
Still, it was a relaxing and enjoyable time for all, especially the Fraser's Hill leg of the trip. I especially loved our accommodation--an Aloha (civil service) Bungalow perched atop a hill. Daniel called it "living in the clouds" and it did feel that way! As we needed 4 rooms, and the bungalow only had 4 rooms, we booked the whole place! It felt like we were living in this quaint colonial bungalow, surrounded by mist and beautiful flowers. The chirping of birds surrounded us. It was, all in all, restful and elegant. That is, until the kids started squirrelling around, which is almost immediately. The elegant bungalow was filled with little kiddy noises, giggles and squeals most of the time. But it was still very nice.
The caretaker at the Singapore House, as it is called, was a fantastic cook, treating us to steamboat one night, Western food another, and a typical Chinese dishes the last. I am just amazed at the fact that Malaysians, all Malaysians, CAN cook well! It's like a national trait! And something I wish more Singaporeans had. Actually, cooking well is not very difficult. But most Singaporeans abhor it, and insist they can't boil water. Maybe it's just a national psychological barrier we need to overcome. I mean, if you can read instructions and follow them, you should be able to cook decently. If you have some instincts, even better.
We certainly ate handsomely in Malaysia--from well-known restaurants in KL (like the Overseas Restaurant), to holes in the walls (like Yut Kee), and let's not forget Teo Soon Long in Malacca. Aiyoh... where do these people come from? And the food! It's all so amazing. Unbelievable. I tasted Roti Baba for the first time (fried bread with pork stuffing) and some extremely enviable pork knuckle served Western style, all in the same restaurant! The Char Siew, the braised duck, ... I better stop. Getting Hungry. =)
Well, my last reflection will be on the kids. Travelling with the Fongs was fun. But I did catch myself actually missing my kids halfway through the trip. This is because Daniel and Benjamin were so enamoured with spending time with Phoebe, that they almost completely ignored us! I almost felt jealous, like a spurned mother with separation anxiety. How strange! Normally, I should be glad that other children are around to keep my kids busy so that I can take a break, but there were a strange reversal of feeling here--a desire to bond with my kids, while they went off and played with their friends. Isn't that weird? Well, Husband was company enough. For the most part. ;)
Most reflections later. But as for now, I leave you with a lovely black and white pic of the 4 musketeers standing in front of our Fraser's Hill "bungalow in the clouds". Cheers!