[feeling | relieved]
[listening to | savage garden - you can still be free]
I have this typical worrying habit which has been bothering me since my childhood until now. I could lay blame. Blame it on the trip to one of famous beaches in the west coast of Sarawak, Lundu. It started with 5 families driving all the way west to Lundu from Kuching.
It was Chinese New Year in 1997, the waves were strong and violently hitting the shoreline along the beach when we first arrived at the chalet. Since the weather wasn’t that promising, we kept our outdoor activities to a minimal, occasionally we still stroll along the beach. I wonder why it rained much more during Chinese New Year back then but not now. The consequence of global warming, perhaps.
We headed back to Kuching after spending two nights there. I could remember that there was not a single bridge linking Kuching-Lundu, we used to travel by a ferry serving the needs of those crossing the majestic Kayang River. That was the olden days. On the way back we stopped at Bau, a small “gold town” of the past. It was there something not-so-happy happened.
Do you still remember those days when we were so obsessed with dinosaur eggs? Just put 20sen or 50sen into the machine and with a twist of the button an egg popped out. It was at the moment which I wanted to take out some coins from my wallet that I discovered I left my wallet behind the chalet in Lundu. Damn!
