It was a slow and steady ride home to Ipoh. This is a city where the naive me grew up in. Throughout the years school friends left but some remain and sprouted babies. Last weekend the second wedding event I attended for this year. Dinner's food was great despite having to cramp 10 big guys into a small table and the ever prosperous noise generated from local Ipoh crowd. Kok Thai Restaurant in Ipoh Garden East was the venue with good food. Somehow I have a theory that good food and beverage has to depend very much on Feng Shui. However I will leave this topic for my next blog, ya?
Spend the whole Saturday in Ipoh and has mastered a higher level of tolerance to my mom’s nagging power. “B! Climb up here and clean the fan”. “B! Fetch me to aunty so and so later this afternoon”. “B! Help me put this up there”. “B! Help me take this out”.
“B! Go do this do that”. I guess from this, I can sum up that the old folks back in Ipoh miss me or perhaps just a young ‘chi’ to fix stuff around. After I gave up smoking I find that it’s more comfortable staying in house rather than trying to sneak out to get a puff every hour or two. I also found a free wireless hot spot at Moven Peak(MP) Shophouse branch. Therefore, if you are in Ipoh go to Moven Peak Shophouse branch and you will enjoy free WiFi and I would suggest your own electric generator because there are no 3-pin outlets for patrons.
Sunday had the ever famous Asam curry noodle and white coffee. For those who knows about Ipoh only for it’s “Bean Sprouts Chicken” or “Shredded Chicken Meat Keaw Teau Soup”, they are only hyped up by Ipoh migrants alike. I guess you have to taste to believe what I am saying here. Probably one day I can publish a picture of it along with a map and related information.
Summing up my weekend, I can say it’s pretty calm and lazy and I love that minus the nagging pitch of my mom’s voice. Other than that it was nice until I got an SMS from a colleague in KL claiming that I appear in newspaper The Edge. Yes that color printed ‘newspaper’ that cost RM5.00 per-copy. With all due respect for the photographer and the author for that article, they simply wrote the article. These fuckers put a picture of me with two other people in it and captioned it ridiculously. Seriously I find it paradoxical because it is not everyday I get to do a disgruntled stare towards a ‘dungu’ photographer who caught me when I was napping after lunch. Perhaps if I were still napping, would they have ever published that photo? Damn it, feel like digging a hole in the ground and stuck my head in it at times. Yeh! More productivity and efficiency after taking naps in between work and lunch hours.
The Edge June 27, 2005
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