Floods, Christmas & Holidays Galore..
I've been starved of my daily blog diet since 23rd December...
I took leave from 23rd December '05 till 2nd January '06.. my long awaited leave for the Christmas Season...
Actually with the onslaught of the merciless the rain back home... it wasn't really a holiday.. :P
I took a bus from Shah Alam (after depositing my car at my darlin's place), @10:30pm and off I zoomed on "Cepat Express", nothing much to report about the trip except for
1. I needed to take a desperate toilet break at "Gurun" along the PLUS Highway
2. Flood waters in Alor Star had risen and making it precarious for the bus to take the usual route back to Kangar at it's usually high speed.
I only reached Kangar 7am a 2 hour difference from the usual 5am arrival that I usually experience when leaving KL at 10pm.
I reached hometown to see no signs of any flooding at my house. I walked from the main road to my house, and smelled the stench that the flood had left behind. For those who have not experienced floods before, the water ain't clean. Imagine your house septic tanks being flooded.. and all sorts of stuff gets flushed along through the house and everywhere you walk.
Well, needless to say I reached home to my parent's open arms, happy to see me, (because there was more muscle coming to help them clean the house) ha ha ha.. :P
They had done some of the cleaning of the house with domestic help from "seberang".. i.e. our neighbours across the Straits. Mom was singing praises about the domestic help she's had lately.
I'm glad she's got good help these days.. as compared to the local pool of domestic helpers.. :P
Mom and dad cooked a simple fried meehoon dish.. wish I gladly ate. Nothing like home cooked food. I then had my appointment with the dermitologist.
Well, we proceeded to wash the outside of the house the walls, the inside cabinets and all the plates that were inundated by the flood waters. We put our cutlery and dishes through this washing process (with low water pressure)...
1. Wash with water
2. Soap the dishes
3. Wash off with water
4. Soak & Rinse in Dettol
5. Soak & Rinse in Hot Water
I don't know how else better to clean it..
We worked the whole day and night until about 10pm. It was alright actually. Next day we did a little bit more cleaning, and then got ready to go to Langkawi for our family holiday. As soon as my brother & his wife arrived we put our stuff in the car and left for Langkawi.
I started to not feel so well, I think the lack of sleep in the past few days was getting to me.
Needless to say, my Christmas was not really looking to be a good one. .
We checked in to the resort and rested. We had dinner and went back to the resort. I knocked off rather early (after practising some Carols with my brother)
We got up early on Christmas morning to go for Christmas mass at the Chapel in Kuah town...
After running through some songs the Priest arrived. I greeted the priest "Hello Pastor... " and then swallowed my words.. then perked up.. "How are you, Father? "
*Catholic priests are refered to as "Father" *
*Christian ministers are refered to as "Pastor" *
It shows how long I've been out of the Catholic circle .. ha ha ha ha
*continue the blog later*...
I took leave from 23rd December '05 till 2nd January '06.. my long awaited leave for the Christmas Season...
Actually with the onslaught of the merciless the rain back home... it wasn't really a holiday.. :P
I took a bus from Shah Alam (after depositing my car at my darlin's place), @10:30pm and off I zoomed on "Cepat Express", nothing much to report about the trip except for
1. I needed to take a desperate toilet break at "Gurun" along the PLUS Highway
2. Flood waters in Alor Star had risen and making it precarious for the bus to take the usual route back to Kangar at it's usually high speed.
I only reached Kangar 7am a 2 hour difference from the usual 5am arrival that I usually experience when leaving KL at 10pm.
I reached hometown to see no signs of any flooding at my house. I walked from the main road to my house, and smelled the stench that the flood had left behind. For those who have not experienced floods before, the water ain't clean. Imagine your house septic tanks being flooded.. and all sorts of stuff gets flushed along through the house and everywhere you walk.
Well, needless to say I reached home to my parent's open arms, happy to see me, (because there was more muscle coming to help them clean the house) ha ha ha.. :P
They had done some of the cleaning of the house with domestic help from "seberang".. i.e. our neighbours across the Straits. Mom was singing praises about the domestic help she's had lately.
I'm glad she's got good help these days.. as compared to the local pool of domestic helpers.. :P
Mom and dad cooked a simple fried meehoon dish.. wish I gladly ate. Nothing like home cooked food. I then had my appointment with the dermitologist.
Well, we proceeded to wash the outside of the house the walls, the inside cabinets and all the plates that were inundated by the flood waters. We put our cutlery and dishes through this washing process (with low water pressure)...
1. Wash with water
2. Soap the dishes
3. Wash off with water
4. Soak & Rinse in Dettol
5. Soak & Rinse in Hot Water
I don't know how else better to clean it..
We worked the whole day and night until about 10pm. It was alright actually. Next day we did a little bit more cleaning, and then got ready to go to Langkawi for our family holiday. As soon as my brother & his wife arrived we put our stuff in the car and left for Langkawi.
I started to not feel so well, I think the lack of sleep in the past few days was getting to me.
Needless to say, my Christmas was not really looking to be a good one. .
We checked in to the resort and rested. We had dinner and went back to the resort. I knocked off rather early (after practising some Carols with my brother)
We got up early on Christmas morning to go for Christmas mass at the Chapel in Kuah town...
After running through some songs the Priest arrived. I greeted the priest "Hello Pastor... " and then swallowed my words.. then perked up.. "How are you, Father? "
*Catholic priests are refered to as "Father" *
*Christian ministers are refered to as "Pastor" *
It shows how long I've been out of the Catholic circle .. ha ha ha ha
*continue the blog later*...
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