I did mention a couple of posts back that Facebook has this special feature where it will allow you to look at something you shared a year or more back and one of them the other day reminded me that it has been four years since the first time I drove my girl to Selangau to report for duty at the District Education Office there. That means that I’ve been driving along this road…
…to her school, 99 km. from Sibu town, every Sunday, excluding school holidays, and at times, on other days as well, for not one or two or three but four long years now. It’s not a highway, just a trunk road linking some main towns in the huge state of Sarawak, with just two lanes, one lane going and another lane coming back.
I remember it was not a very smooth drive at the beginning but with some upgrading works time and again…
…it became a lot nicer but of late, it seems that it is getting quite bad – potholes everywhere and shoddy patching jobs that do not last very long and with the construction of the pan-Borneo highway, a lot has been going on for sometime now. Hills are being levelled, people have been resettled and their (long)houses have been shifted or demolished. They have not started work on the highway proper but with the soil exposed, the rain would wash it all onto the road and it did not help one bit that there are people who will not slow down, rain or shine.
Last Sunday, there was a terrible storm and of course, my car was splashed all over each and every time those hell-raisers drove past. I do not understand why these recalcitrant characters do not seem to value their own lives nor do they have any respect for others. By the time I got back home, the whole vehicle was a terrible mess so I had to send it to the car wash right away.
My mechanic told me not to ask those people to clean my engine but he never explained why – he just said it would not be good. That was why I had to do it myself, wiping away till it was clean enough…
Well, the week-long school holidays are here which means that I would not need to drive down that road this Sunday so it should stay this clean for a while, at least.
With my girl home, she will be able to spend sometime with her grandparents – on working days, she is only able to drop by to see them once a week, on Saturdays. I don’t know if my father will want us to take him out or not. We just did that the other day – it was time once again for his fortnightly haircut.
While he was at his regular old-school barber shop, I browsed around the coffee shop next door and I saw this…
Gosh!!! The last time I had any was coincidentally four years ago as well, way back in 2013 at that coffee shop/food court in Sungai Merah that has since closed down for reasons unknown. I did not want to buy any as I knew my missus would not touch the stuff but she went and bought some home for dinner – it was very nice and she had the chives while I had the coagulated blood. Yum yummm!!!
Of course, after the haircut, we had to take my father to his favourite place in town for his Foochow fried noodles with added char siew (RM5.00)…
…and I also had the same. He also tapao-ed a plate home for my mum and my missus had this so-called Singapore fried bihun (RM5.00)…
…which was nice with its pleasant wok hei fragrance but it was just fried bihun with curry powder added and other than some bits of char siew and some taugeh (bean sprouts) and egg in it, there wasn’t much of anything else so personally, I would not want to go for that, not at RM5.00 a plate.
I had gone to get the car when my father picked up the tab and on our way home, my missus told me that he had to fork out RM25.00 for the four plates of noodles and our two glasses of kopi-o-peng (my father did not want anything to drink). So does that mean that the coffee here is RM2.50 a glass, a lot more than at the regular coffee shops? I will want to find out next time but of course, this place is air-conditioned and I often saw people sitting around having some drinks, not eating, and chatting away the whole time we were there – maybe that is why, I wouldn’t know.
WU ZHAO PAI (2.289093, 111.827338) is located opposite Standard Chartered Bank at the bend turning into Ramin Way from Central Road and Y2K CAFE (2.294220, 111.825753) is located in the Tunku Osman area, round the corner from that block of shops where branches of AmBank & RHB Bank are located. The back entrance actually faces the side (right, not the main one) entrance/exit of Methodist Secondary School.
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They said you can judge a man by looking inside the hood of his car. Some have disgustingly dirty engines but you are just like my Dad and also William, with clean engine. My Dad and William cant stand the sight of dirty engines. They’ll take their time to clean it on their own too. Well, I don’t know what it means, I mean the judging part. What do men with clean engines mean? And what traits do men with dirty engines have? LoL.
I guess people with clean car engines and they do it themselves are responsible, disciplined…and caring – they take good care of all that is theirs, including the family but on the other hand, they may be fastidious, fussy, paranoid about cleanliness…unlike the devil-may-care attitude of those with dirty engines who may be a lot more fun but not the ones one should marry. Agree?
Good food and good friends!
All in the family.
Wow thats a clean engine 🙂
I never had done this for years, I think the last time I clean the engine of my car is when I was in uni.
I guess you have nice roads there, no murky muddy water flooding all over so it will not get so dirty.
The food looks good. Wow, your car engine is sparkling clean as ours. We never send our car to carwash centre. Hub did everything himself, from washing car, vaccum & cleaning the engine.
When you come back from a 3 to 4-hour drive on our trunk road on a very rainy day, especially now that they are bulldozing the hills and the land all along the way, even the high-powered pressure pump at the car wash cannot get it 100% clean. I still have to give the “finishing touches” when I get home…and of course, I would have to clean the engine too.
The traffic seems bad over there, I thought that only happens in city centre of Kuching?
The situation in the archived photos? That was because of the on-going roadworks, usually pretty light traffic. Once you get out of town, driving is a breeze except when you meet some slow coaches (the “mousedeers” especially) or huge lorries and buses – quite exciting overtaking them though, gotta be fast or there may be some on-coming vehicle the very next minute. I actually enjoy it but not quite so on rainy days.
So the week-long school holiday in Malaysia starts today? Singapore week-long school holiday is this week, school starts next Monday…
Ours is a week later then.
Wow, you do 400 km a week taking your daughter to and fro. I wonder how long it takes you to do the 99km if the road is busy.
Just 200 km. On Fridays, my girl will follow her colleague back right after school. We only need to send her on Sundays. Her colleague goes back 5.00 a.m. on Monday mornings, very dark – no streetlights and can’t see the twists and turns in the road and there may be a lot of those “lori hantu” (ghost lorries), illegal, overloaded.
I usually drive around 90 kph, the speed limit on the trunk road here but sometimes I may get stalled behind some slow moving vehicle and overtaking is not easy on the narrow road but all in all, I would take around one hour 30 minutes. Road is seldom busy, except maybe around festival time – people going home to celebrate, but in bad weather, like the storm the other day, I took around 2 hours, one way – 99 km.
Coagulated blood eeekkss!!! LOL! My first experience with that was a long time ago. I was in primary school then and my uncle tapau food for a family gathering. There was this tray of coagulated blood. I tried a bit and I did not find it appealing at all 😦 So no more for me from then on.
It is actually tasteless and will depend on the ingredients used in the cooking, usually chives and minced pork. There may be blood in some continental pork sausages too. High iron content, I read somewhere. 😀 In Thailand, they extract the blood of the snake and mix it with a bit of wine and drink. I would draw a line at that one, no, thank you.