Marvel on Earth

I stopped breathing when I saw the place!
The water is so crystal clear that you can see almost EVERYthing at the bottom. Luckily I arrived when no one is yet there.

One of the hut being provided for the visitors, for rental about 25k.... in IDR (Indonesian Rupiah).

Too bad I didn't bring my swimsuit.

The velvia effect was obtained using vivid setting on my D300 body and of course my favourite polarizer filter.

Well said, this is one of the hidden marvel on earth

One tiring but nice weekend.

I've just got back from Tanjung Pinang, Indonesia, going there with my cousin, Hafizh, attending a relative's wedding. The relative was once the member of DPR of Indonesia and I guess that he would be doing his daughter's wedding not in a small scale.

I asked him, how many would be coming.

He told me he invited almost 4000 people.

What? 4000? In Malaysia, a 1000 guest is already a headache.

Anyway, on that particular wedding day, I guess the guest is not even 4k but maybe more. I guessed it maybe around 8k to 10k, based on what I was seeing that day.

So, a photographer like me will of course get really interested to shoot. I've been to one wedding in Tg. Pinang and it was colourful! I bet this one would be doubly colourful.

The wedding in Tanjung Pinang is of course, more 'Malayish' that what we are having. I bet Malaysian Wedding are a lot simpler and for some people the wedding processes should not be getting more complicated as the process of pre-marriage is already a burden and hassleful.

As I arrived there, the mom of the bride had asked me to shoot some photos as the assigned photographers is not there yet.

The wedding is started with the 'berandam' or 'bercukur' ceremony. It's a ritual that signing the initiation of the 'Berandam' proses. The process was just a mere shaving of the hairs here and there. It's a lil bit orthodox. The room was a bit dark so I decided to use the CLS for this picture. Nothing to be proud of, I mean the cls but good enough to light the room for that shot.

Then, we went to a relative's place and stayed there until 8 PM for the next occasion, which is called berinai.

In Malaysia, the so called berinai night has got nothing to do with 'Berinai', of which to apply henna powder to the fingers and toes, purposely to decorate the bride's fingers and toes. In Malaysia, the berinai night is done before the solemnization.

In Tg. Pinang, it's done the night before the solemnization. More special, the occasion does include special dances of which later the dancers will invite the members of the floor (I mean the guests) to come and dance with them.

One guest after another will do the 'menepung tawar'. The Master of the Ceremony will call them up one by one. Once finished, the father of the bride recites the Doa and the bride will later brought down and will be asked to lay down on a matress. The mak andam and someone else will apply the henna powder.

Once finished, the bride will be asked to stay on that matress all the way, till the henna is dried. Then I actually went back home as it's getting really late then.

Early morning the day after, I woke up early just to get all battery to be properly charged. As I have only one battery for my Nikon D200, I have to make sure it's fully charged everytime before a job or an assignment.

There's already a lot of people coming when I arrived there. Inside of the house, people has already gathered to witness the solemnization.

The most beautiful thing about the wedding in Tanjung Pinang is that, every conversation is done by rhyming the sentences. The malays call it, 'Pantun'. It is very surprising that these people can really Berpantun like nobody's business. There's no single thing that is not being rhymed in the pantun form.

The solemnization aqad was successfully completed only at one attempt. The father of the bride wishes to execute the aqad himself.

After the aqad, the groom went into the room on the bride to present the dowry to the bride himself.

Then the ceremony proceed as usual. There are more dances. More people coming till 7PM and I left at around 7730PM to check in to the hotel and get my rest.

The bersiram Occassion is on the next day of which I didn't attend as I was rushing back to Malaysia. I guess it's gonna be much more fun. Everybody has got to get wet!

Who says kid chan is the expert of malay weddings? :p

Ku berkayuh sayu di umur 30-an...

Macam tak percaya. Rasa macam baru semalam je jatuh basikal. Maksudnya bukanlah jatuh dari basikal... bodoh jugak la bunyiknya jatuh dari basikal, takde angin ribut tiba-tiba pulak boleh jatuh beskal kan.

Ingat lagi masa bersunat. Macam tak percaya je hujung anu tu dah dipotong. Tau-tau time nak kencing dah takyah tarik kuncup dia lagi.. tapi bila time kencing tu yang kelakar tu. sembrono je dia keluar. kekadang jadik 2 fountain, kadang jadik 3... hehe.. sensored sial citer ni. mesti korang dok terbayang cemana aku kencing masa tu..

Jgn bayang lelebih la. Masa tu aku baru derjah lima dan benda alah tu pun sangat comel macam cendawan. Tapi aku ingat jugakla tiba-tiba pagi esoknya lepas sunat tu aku stim.

Mak aiii sakit eh.. Menoghan nak nahan eh...

Masa yang aku paling banyak ingat ialah masa sekolah asrama lah. Dulu-dulu aku selalu aingat nama dia sekolah asmara. Tapi best jugakkan kalau ada sekolah asmara. Aku pun heran kenapa tak buat aje sekolah asmara? Sekurang2nya, adala education sikit pasal berasmara ni. Takdelah nak UPD, main, pancut dalam dan tinggal macam monyet. Sekurang-kurangnya tahu lah sikit pasal apa komplikasi dari perbuatan diorang tu.

At least pun boleh ajar pasal kondom, mana nak beli dan cemana nak pakai. Tu belum cerita pasal STD lagi...

Aku nak citer sikit je pasal sekolah asrama. Yang aku tau, sekolah asrama jugakla yang banyak mengajar aku tentang pentingnya kehidupan bermasyarakat dan kesan-kesan daripada setiap perbuatan kita terhadap hidup bermasyarakat.

Sekolah asrama pun ajar aku jadi jahat seh. Jadi penjenayah berkolar biru. (Sekolah aku pengawas berbaju biru). Antara lain yang best ialah, mengadakan hubungan cinta monyet dengan 3 orang gadis. Masa form one sorang, pastu masa form two pulak, pastu masa form four. Indah jugak kalau nak diceritakan kat sini tapi panjang sangat lah.

Tapi time tu, takde pulak budak sekolah aku yang buang anak kat tepi longkang. Walaupun budak-budak time tu aku tengok ada yang bertanda merah kat leher. Heheh, ingat lagi ada sorang awek tu tanpa segan silu tunjuk lebam-lebam cinta kat dada dia, atas sikiiiiiit je dari buah dadanya.

Dia tak la tunjuk buah dadanya. Kalau tunjuk pun aku tak citer la kat sini. Aku seorang penyimpan rahsia yang sangat baik.. Konon.. hehehe..

Itu antara kenangan-kenangan yang banyak masih terpahat secara indah atau mengerikan dalam kepala otak aku. Rasanya banyak jugak yang ngeri. Selalu jugak mak aku melaporkan yang aku mengigau dalam keadaan yang kurang selesa semasa tido. Ada jugak timenya yang aku bercakap dengan nada sedih dalam mimpi.

Kebanyakannya flash back kehidupan selama 31 tahun, yang kalau nak ikutkan, lagi setengah tahun umur Nabi Muhammad.

Dan pada hari jadi aku setiap tahun, aku selalu teringatkan banyak perkara-perkara manis yang kini bertukar manjadi igauan pahit yang aku tak dapat lupakan.

Tapi hari ni aku dah okay. Aku selalu teringat masa birthday aku jerk. Tapi tahun ni, aku happy sikit la sebab selepas dah lama giler tak berjalan dengan mak bapak, aku akhirnya berjaya memperolehi masa diorang dan masa aku sendiri untuk berjalan pegi Singapore!

Singapore lagi! hahahahaha...

(More pictures of my visit to Singapore on my PhotoBlog)

But this time, we made it through the Second Link bridge. I went with Romdzi last time using the ordinary Woodlands entrance. The big difference was the toll charged was RM10 but the going in process was slightly tighter but faster.

The first place we went to was the Sentosa Island. I decided to go to the Aquarium thingy where we can see the fishes through the see through underwater tunnel. Quite kewl for me as it was my first time but my father said the in KLCC is much kewler! hehe.. bangga bangga...

So ini lah dia pintu masuk ke Underwater world. Masuk-masuk je boleh main pegang2 ikan. Tak caya pegila..

This was how the view in the tunnel looks like.

Seperti biasa, gambar pelakon kanak-kanak utama akan sentiasa diutamakan sebab dia suka posing. Mak bapak aku kureng sket. Tak caya cuba tengok gambar-gamabar di bawah.

Tengok.. Semuanya melarikan diri when I was trying to shoot the camera at them. But I was actually trying to show how BIG the tree is. Look at my father's size and compare it with the tree. We were on our way to the Hotel for lunch. And actually their food were quite cheap. Even in the hotel.

In this picture, my father still oklah boleh tahan lagi but then u see my mom. Moyok je. Bukan apa.. panas seh... cuaca sangat panas.

My father memang suka ambil gambar dari belakang. Hehehe. But actually I wanted to show you the abandoned jungle tracking. People were prohibited from entering it. I suspect la, ada ahli sihir dalam hutan tu. Diorang takut orang jadi biskut macam cerita Hansel & Gretel.

(More pictures of my visit to Singapore on my PhotoBlog)

Then, we went off to Orchard Road where they went shopping while I was wandering as usual la. Look here and there sambil gigit lidah. Then we had coffee at the Dome and dinner at one of the Inbdonesian Rstaurant at the Takashimaya before they tell me goodbye and left off, going back to JB.

I stayed, waited for Hasna to finished her work and spent time and the Starbucks chit-chatting till late.

And starbucks were damn cheap too. Damn damn...

When I came back home, there's nothing more blessing and touching than a birthday cake from my parents...

Thanks to those who wished me before, on and after my birthday. God Bless!!

(More pictures of my visit to Singapore on my PhotoBlog)

Just another week....

Is stating facts is more irresponsible than throwing an anonymous harsh comment then?

I would leave my readers with their own interpretation of what they would churn out of my words. I'm just throwing ideas that may lead to another space of discussion, of any freedom that may diverge or converge to another issue but I'm hoping that we Malaysians have grown up enough to take my reading positively. I have never been underestimating my fellow readers, by limiting the space to the ideas that must suit to a certain needs.

As far as I'm concerned, I have a bunch of not-looking-back and rational friends and readers who have either helping me to further rationalised on my thoughts by expressing their beautiful mind in my comment box or just silently reading on and on and on and so on.

But I'm persuading my readers and highly suggesting them to read between the lines and to get used to my teasing and jokes, and of course being cynical is just another way of being Malaysian Malay, traditionally.

I'm not going to either defend or plead guilty on any accusation because I do aware that so far, most of my readers have the same wavelength as I am, which may require a positive and moving forward thinking, without prejudice and unjust.

I have to emphasize here that I'm not a racist by any nature and I'm just throwing ideas by stating some facts, well mixed with sarcasm and cynical that some people may not get the point.

That explains why not so many people is reading my blog, literally, as I tend to explain things as detailed as I could as I knew that my English is not as good as some other people, to note. I wrote long sentences. You may miss some words, or even lines, thus not enabling you to get in between the lines.

So I hope this shouldn't be an issue but as I said, I'd love to urge people to think, rationally and if they would like to, they may further cook the ideas up to an exceptable liberalized fruitful essence.

Anyway, I would love to thank eyzac and babi for their honest opinion and there's no right and wrong in throwing ideas.

Most importantly, jangan ambil hati with my writings.

I love you taiko. Million thanks for being a good everything to me, and today by enlighting me and everyone else with your 'wisdomful' remarks.

And today, I would want the world to know that beside Taiko being an intimate (:p) and close proximity friend of mine, I have a line of other friends who have been truly great that I-cannot-find-other-friends-like-them.

And if you guys may notice, I do sometimes write about them, once in a while.

Romdzi, another great friend who shared the date birth with me, came over to JB with his family to visit me (actually he has an assignment in JB) and he just need to go to Singapore.

So today I went to singkapoh again. This time, we drive in.

This is somewhere near the Queenstreet where we parked the car without the parking tickets. The sun was so hard on us that even ROmdzi can't open his eyes. This is rather not a posed shot so the subject doesn't really matter. What matters to me are the picture is sharp and Singapore still have these kind of oldtown rows of shops. Just like what you can exactly see in small towns in Malaysia. The only thing was, a McDonald's restaurant is at the end of the shop row. Kewl...

I've got another friend, we called him Pitt Din. Looking at this picture, it's an honour to see a street was named upon him. Hehe. Pitt Street. Hei, not Pitt Saint eh.

This is the first daughter (and more to come) of Romdzi. She maybe named after my sister as well (haha) as her name is Nur Farah Liana, which brought the meaning of The light of Happiness which is soft and polite.

Masya Allah.. She's so naughty, just not able to stay still.

I'm her Pak Long Bai. She has always mistakenly addressed me as her Pak Long Masai.

I 'curik-curik' snapped a photo of a worker who constantly managed the thrown-offs from the garbage container. Deeply, I pity him as no one ever care to even look at him. Not even to say hi. He has quite a not welcoming mood too but I believe if we say hi to him, he may get cheered up a bit or he may just passed, being shy or get irritated.

I donch know. Different people have different interpretation of what they face and see everyday.

I reckoned she's pooping now because she was found to poop in her diaper later.

She plays alone like nobody is around. Sometimes she stares emptily, maybe wondering of why these people just walk off without saying anything. Up to my amazement, she says hi to a few people passing by.

How I wish I can do that too. I want to have that liberated friendliness.

Our last destination, Pasir Panjang Park where we had our Satay! (In the picture, from left, Suriani, Romdzi and Farah Liana)

Very nice. They're so just grilled and hot that burned my tongue and the upper ceiling of my mouth! Damn...

* Some people just loved to blink their eyes on the count of 3. hehehe :p. And I have also update my photoblog

Jakarta This Time

On Monday, I was supposed to be posting an entry saying that I'm going to Jakarta and see you guys in another few more days.

But then I may conclude that both my N70 and N73 were unable to make such post.

I was at the KLIA when I was trying to hit that post. There was a lounge with Internet facility but they asked for something like RM80 to get in..

Blegh.

So, on that Monday, as I was on the ERL to the KLIA from KLSentral, I've got a call from my sister telling me that my brother, Izzat was involved in an accident on the highway.

Funny, he didn't dare to call me at all.

And we departed from KLIA at around 5 something, as the flight was a lil bit delayed. They were still busy loading things when I was already boarded, as you can see above.

Who are we? We are, me, 3 from Wakala Johor and 1 from Wakala Penang. I'm from Wakala Skudai.

We arrived at the Soekarno Hatta's at around 8 something their time and we're headed straight away to a restaurant for dinner. We were warmly welcomed by the Goldex's staff, Miss Novi and the VIP immigration representative, Pak Waluyo, who took all out passport and let us to walk through the green lane.

Keeeeeewwwwwwlll... isn't it? The chick who sat next to me in the flight waved at me as i was passing through them. If she's willing to follow me to the hotel, I will surely take her with me to pass the green lane hehehehehe. Everybody was looking at us with envy.

Or maybe that was just my 'perasan' feeling.

But we were still be the last went out, because my bag was the last to come out from the flight. Damn it! Later, we were taken to the car to be taken to the dinner place. It was an ALPHARD. Jakun giler seh. That was my first time.

Surprisingly, there's a traffic officer escorting us all the way! Hahahahah. I started to feel so bongkak at that time, no matter what.

Even though Jakarta's traffic was all jammed, we managed to reach in half an hour. I guess you can see how we did it. Thanx to the traffic officer.

The best thing during the dinner was the sausage, and it was chicken sausage. Chewing it reminds me of the popular sausage at the IKEA, which was found to be using the pig's intestine.... hmmm.. who cares.....

Just before we were taken to the Sultan Hotel, (owh no wonder we were treated like a sultan ay?) they took us to an office of the intended place for the new Gold Exchange.

So, we arrived at the Sultan Hotel around 11.00 PM their time, which was 12.oo PM Malaysian time. As I checked in, the room was marvellous. I can share the bed with another two girls; if I wanted to hehe, but I was too tired.

The next morning, there was again the delicious chicken sausage and I enjoyed it with the omelette. Damn the chicken sausage was addictive. Luckily I got 'em all for free. Then we were taken to the Jakarta Future Exchange (JFX). Later we had lunch at the Nasi Padang Natrabu. Hell, I ate my most favourited (past tensed lagi) otak and urat lembu. At the end of lunch, I was calculating the calories. But it was damn syiok i tell you.

In the afternoon, we went to the Goldex office and later the steamboat dinner at the Mulya Hotel. In the picture, that was Carestha, a 23-year-old girl who was a smart girl that managed to finished her diploma at the age of 19. Forget it guys, she's married with a kid. Amazing pretty lady.

We were fully occupied for the whole day and returned to the room exhausted. That means no shopping, so no souvenirs. Sorry guys.

I was having another big breakfast the next day before we were taken to Pak Fenny's office. Pak Fenny is the one who supplied the IC and Passport for the Indonesian People. Damn. Imagine if he charge RM10 per IC. Indonesian has no less than 200 million people.

There, he has already got RM2 billion. During our visit to his office, a reporter from one of the Koran (news paper) came to interview Pak Fenny about his involvement in the International Gold Dinar in Indonesia.

As the reporters were around, we were also given the chance to preview the almost complete latest line of the dinar to be produced. The rectangle like gold bar is valued at 47.5 dinar, while the other coins from the left are 20 Dinar, 8 Dinar, 2 Dinar, 1 Dinar and 1/2 Dinar. The one below is 1 Dirham.

See, you read my blog, you also have the privillege to preview these dinar way much earlier than others. Even Mahathir or apatah lagi Paklah has not even seen this dinar variations yet. This would be the first ever preview of complete line of IGD to be revealed to the world. Trust me. You would never be able to see this elsewhere.

So, we had lunch and then headed straight back to the BANDARA (Bandar Udara), or in Bahasa Melayu we call it airport. Hahahaha...

So now I'm already in Malaysia, and already back in JB. One thing I would never forget, only BMW X5, Mercedesz E class and Toyota Alphard was provided for the transportation, and was police escorted all the time!

Well I think i'd really love to share this video, as it was the best ever experience in my life. Only in JAKARTA Indonesia. I would never get this in any part in the world... yet..


Hahahahahaha... jangan jeles.. !

Penang, here i come!

That previous night, we've checked-in into the Grand Continental Hotel (syiok!) and later we went out for dinner ourselves as nobody was there to take us out. Back from dinner, I was playing with the piccies till late 3s and slept.

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I was awaken by Tasha phone call as early as 6.00 AM as I was supposed to be going with her to the make up place. First, we were supposed to be going to have breakfast but realizing that we're gonna be late, i took the initiative to sebd her myself to the make-up place just to get to know that she will be in the last position. There were 7 other girls who are also getting married the same day were waiting for their turn.

Yang tukang make upnya nampak macam lembut and he was like couldn't resist looking at me, whether he was wondering whut am I doing at the place where everyone else are women or was he looking at me? Maybe he likes my camera.

At 10.30, I decided to go back and getting ready for the afternoon event.

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At around 11 something yada-yada, we checked out and headed straight to Tasha's house and getting ready for the photo shoot. We had our lunch (the Nasi Minyak was marvellous) and waited for the groom to arrive.

It damn hot! The bride has to wait under someone house's porch. I was already smelly like a pig. Should I care?

Dia datang (pap pap pap), dengan lenggang-lenggoooooooknyaaaaaaaaa (ulang la sampai esok).

As he arrived, the reception started. There's no such thing as kompang, just a bunch of old folks playing some musical instruments. They went inside, merenjis-renjis the rose water, went outside had their meals and meeting the guests, a normal ritual which is being used all over the country. Then, they came back in for more photo session till everyone got bengkok.

I'm gettin' tired and it's time to call it a day. After being agreed by the wedded couple and the family, we took off and we go round-round the Alor Setar town once again!

After one round in Alor Setar, dengan air mata yang tak berlinang, we went out of the town heading towards the hiway and Penang here we come!

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Don't do that! The scenery along the hiway was making me all hungry, because of the paddy. Imagining myself eating nasi, of which my stomach is already empty. Dropping by the Gurun rest area and refreshing ourselves, to Penang we proceed the journey!

The bridge was badly jammed, just because the people there just love the accidents. As we passed the bridge, we straight away headed to the QueensBay Mall, the place where I wanna be, eh silap, the place where brother's working.

At the secret Recipe we had our meal for dinner. There and then Mizan and his friend arrived and we had chit chat together.

After sometimes, we made a move to Restoran Kayu Original and had another meal.

This time we eat nasi. Kita mesti makan nasi (KFC).

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After those happy-happy moments in Penang, we made out move to the hiway at about 2.30 AM and started our journey to KL slowly. I stopped a few times before arriving to my sister's house at around 10.00AM, had fun at the swimming pool and went out.

...to be continued

Kedah, here I come!

- Kedah la tu! -
My jiran, Pakcik Mustapha (takde kena mengena dengan gambar di atas) was also doing a wedding. His daughter is getting married to someone who work in ASTRO, and he insisting me to stay as he claimed that a few AF stars will be coming down to sing.

Ah!

Anyway, I helped him a lot (thanx to the Nissan Frontier), taking the fuel wood, charcoal, carry all the periouk belanga from other places to his house.

And then, on that Thursday, I drove off JB at around 3.30. Pakcik Mustapa gave me some kuih baulu to eat during the journey. Now I feel a lil bit sad; It's been 3 days I've been all the time with him, helping him. Sentimental gua ni.

3.45PM from the Kempas Shell Station. 5.30PM reached kampung, fetch the 2 scrooges (Hafiz and Hafiq) and drove off at 6.00PM. 7.00PM dropped by the Seremban R&R and refueled, then drove non stop to Alor Setar Utara. Arrived at the Alor Setar town around 11.20PM.

For one hour, I was driving around looking for Tasha's house but I just couldn't find it. After one hour, I checked the invitation card; WE SHOULD HAVE ENTERED FROM ALOR SETAR SELATAN.

DAMN!

Breaking the car speed record, we managed to find Tasha's house. Itu pun after a few times we ask around. It was like no wedding. Takde khemah apa pun? Then, being so tired, we found a cheap hotel nearby and checked-in. RM60 per night. Then we off to a stall nearby and had my best Mee Goreng Mamak there. Wow!

We woke up the next morning scratching our own body. Gatal!

Met Tasha, had breakfast and we started the job. Beli lampu! Pasang lampu then semayang jumaat. After that, we rushed to the hotel where Tasha will be doing the make up herself! Real photographers uh? Make up pun amik gambar jugak.

After that, we went off rushing to the mosque as the Nikah is gonna start soon. I let my cousin drive my car while I drive Tasha's car to the mosque. This is where I said the Pre-Nikah Speech was like about one hour. DAMN! Then, as usual I took photos again and again and again!

Tiba-tiba rasa malas nak tulis (sebenarnya kejap lagi nak pegi semayang jumaat). Nanti saya sambung lagi yer.. Nah gambar!

XPDC Gunung Panti

Yeah, it's the update on the XPDC of Gunung Panti. (Mount Panti)

My father told me about some reporters and photographers from the News Straits Times Press (NSTP) is going to Gunung Panti and asked if I'm interested to join.

I said yes! I just can't wait for the whole weekend to end. I was suppoed to be going with this photographer, named Shahrul.

On that Monday, I called him again but he said that he was not going. Walla. Another photographer is going; both reporter and the photographer named Mohd. Zain. It's 2 different people that I'm talking about!

They picked me up at their office building at around 8.30AM and we headed to Kota Tinggi, waiting for the Forestry Ranger Asngari to fetch us and take us there. I had my Roti Canai and was slightly sated. We reached by the mountain side at around 11.00AM and started our journey at 11.30AM after all preparation has been made.

20 minutes after starting our journey, we stopped for a while. I've to admit that I'm not that fit of which I vomitted all my roti canai before I was able to continue. I myself rested twice before I was really able to catch up with my own breathe. I can hear my heart beating fast like crazy! I learnt a lesson. I should have brought more water!

The reporter (also Md. Zain) retired after 20 minutes of walking. Being big in size has made him unable to catch up with us, where I myself advised him not to continue. He looks like he was gonna faint any soon! After saying goodbye, we continued climbing.

I was carrying my bag full of my camera widgets. It's pretty unpleasant to have the bag wrapping all over my body which weighed about 10 kgs extra on me. The slopes were like almost 160-180 degrees which has caused stress to my legs. There was this rock named "Batu Kuatkan Semangat", with that phrase painted on it. Reaching there means we've a litle more to do to reach the most top point of the mountain and we've to walk a little bit more on the non-slopey land till we reach this one wide area and took our rest again.

That was quite a long rest as we've all sat down and chit chatting while having the curry puff. Most of the escorts from Forest Department were playing with our cameras looking at the surrounding. The Kota Tinggi town was clear clearly seen through the lenses!

Then, we have to continue the journey to the place called 'Dagok'. It's the chin-like edge with quite a wide empty area with different kind of sand and weather there. I was a little bit jeopardized by the rest as my legs were starting to aching and I was walking slowly like a robot already. I arrived at Dagok 15 minutes after they all did. We took pictures. A lot of pictures there! 11.30 from the mountain side and we reached the top at around 3.15, almost 3 hours and 45 minutes of climbing.

We started our journey down at around 3.45 and it was hell dangerous! I've been through a lot of 180 degres of slopes. Hell it was tiring, pain and torture! All my joints were aching and I was hoping that my feet can stand a little bit more. I was like forcing myself to walk slowly and carefully, not to injure ourselves as the tracks were very slippery. We did took our rest a few times but that doesn't stop us to touch down by 5.30PM.

I was hell exhausted! I lose 3kg, believe it or not? And I took 2 days to get off my fatigues and I was only able to look at into those pictures today!

I'd love to thanks Md. Zain the NST photographer to allow me to join the expedition. A very much thanx!

* More pictures at my Photo Blog

The bloggers movie

Scene 1 : Dine @ Delidephia's
Main star : Izham, Taiko
Supporting : Zetty, Abby, Diva, Lilithfair, Muid, N82.
Extras : A lot of extras.

We came for free food at cyberjaya. There were more bloggers supposed to be coming but you know, things happened.

So it was fun. Rugi tak datang!

Scene 2 : Karaoke @ BSC's KTV
Main star : Izham, Taiko.
Supporting : Zetty, Ya, Adik, Ina, Pye.

I and Taiko planned to go to karaoke the next day. Hahaha. Now you know how my 'cari-makan' songs eh zetty? Bz huh? Bz going here and there and snap pictures! Then we plan for tea at the KL-Sentral.

Scene 3 : Tea @ KL Sentral's Secret Recipe
Main star : Izham, Taiko.
Supporting : B-Terabot, Suliza, (the girl from MMU), Adik, Farhan(Towkey Kedai).

Yes, Farhan is the towkey kedai. It happened that when we reached there, I noticed someone I know as she and her friends were looking at me (perasan) when I arrived at the Secret Recipe Restaurant. Later I said Hi to them and it's confirmed that she's B-Terabot, a blogger as well, together with her friends.

Suliza. Kamu sangat cute sebab tolong share gambar itew.

More pictures will be posted in my photo blog. Tolong check hari-hari.