Monday, June 26, 2006

Kuantan-bound!


My new office, also an NGO, organised a meeting in Kuantan. (Notice I’m using British English I have to practice since all communications, documents, etc here are in British English). It’s a small, quaint city in the State of Pahang, around 8 hours drive from Penang. I was really excited since apart from Penang, KL was the only place I’ve visited.

So off we went on a Toyota RV. Good thing Uncle Ravi (husband of our boss) was driving. He had cool cd’s – he even had reggae music!

Below you will find some thoughts during the whole 4 days of my adventure.

Day 1
1. Food trip
Our road trip was literally a food trip! We had rambutan for baon. We stopped at every place we can eat, or have Te or tea (my favorite is Te Ice – like iced tea, without lemon, but with sweet milk, really lovely! I’m addicted to it actually).

2. Mata cuching
A new discovery! It looks like small chico, but tastes like lychees! So good! Sarap! Bagus! Mata Cuching’s literal English translation is “cat’s eye”, since the seed inside the fruit resembles that of a cat’s eye.

3. Temple in the limestone cave
Along the way, we passed by a mining town. It’s so sad since the town is already dying because they could not mine any minerals anymore. What they are mining now are the limestone in the mountains. You can see mountains literally chopped in half! Talk about harvesting the mountains. There was this one mountain with a Moslem temple etched in a limestone cave. It was really beautiful. Too bad I didn’t have a camera with me.

4. Chicken biscuit
The Chinese Malaysian lady from the office was raving about how delicious the Chicken Biscuit was. So, we had to make yet another pit stop just to buy the infamous chicken biscuit. The taste was quite interesting – sweet, salty, and a little oily. I found out that they actually used chicken broth in making the biscuit.

5. Moon cake
I could not recall how my love for moon cake began. Maybe it was because of Bliss, a Chinese classmate from college. Me and some of my classmates used to stay at her place for a couple of days – no, weeks – to finish some school requirements, and I think she used to serve moon cakes. It was really delicious! Especially, those with sunflower seeds and red eggs inside. So, in one of our pit stops (the chicken biscuit stop), I just had to buy a mooncake. It was quite expensive – Rm 5 for one small piece (around P75). But I was quite happy since it was pretty good and it had red eggs inside. Too bad there were no sunflower seeds.

Day 2
1. Carpal Tunnel Syndrome
Unlike the first day of adventure, the second day was work, starting from 9:00 am! I was assigned as the documentor, and I did not want to miss any important discussions, so I was typing furiously the whole time. In the afternoon, I was experiencing pain in my finger joints. I got alarmed. I might have developed Carpal Tunnel Syndrome! I have to have this checked when I get back to Manila. (Yes! I’m going to Manila for a couple of days on August, yehey!!!)

2. Turtles
We went to a turtle sanctuary, and we got to see the really humongous turtles. We also saw the small baby turtles that are scheduled to be released that night. Too bad we couldn’t see the cute things being released to the water.

3. Steam boat
In the evening, we went to a Steam Boat resto (Malaysians call it Steam Bot). The concept is like an eat-all-you-can buffet. You will be seated in a round table, with all the ingredients laid out. There is a big bowl in the middle, with fire underneath. It’s actually like a hotpot, but this you will cook anyway you want. You can just dump all the ingredients in the bowl (with 2 kinds of soup – Tom Yam and clear soup) and let it simmer. The ingredients are varied – chicken, pork, fish, crab stick, quail eggs, chicken eggs, veggies, squid balls, fish ball, fish stick, crab balls, tofu. The list could go on and on. To make the story short, I got soooo full, that I had to unbutton my pants, and take deep breaths. Or else, I was really beginning to feel dizzy, and I was actually worried that I might faint. I was praying to all the saints not to let me faint because that would be too embarrassing – a Filipina woman fainted because of overeating. Kadiri!

4. Tiger beer
So… that was how beer would taste like after 20 days of being alcohol free. The last drop of beer that touched my alcoholic tongue was on June 2. After 20 days, I indulged myself and had Tiger beer. It’s not as good as SMB, but hey, beer is a beer is a beer, right?

Day 3
1. Batik Painting
Today wasn’t very exciting, except for our Batik Painting sessions. The resort where we stayed (Duta Villa) was offering batik painting. You just have to pay Rm 15 (roughly P220), then they’ll give you a canvass with a batik wax pattern and some colors. You get to color the canvass, let it dry, and take your artwork back home. I just couldn’t let this opportunity pass, so I enrolled, with Gibo (another pinoy) and Melvin (a Chilean bondying, aka. “the Chilean Lodel”). I got the pattern with the tiny turtles. We had so much fun! Coloring the canvass while drinking Tiger beer.



Day 4
1. Batik store
The session finished early so we had time for jalan-jalan (going around). We went to this batik store which had really beautiful batik items. Can’t afford to buy the pieces as the price is around Rm150 (P2,200). Too expensive for me. So I just pictures, and bought some things for Summer, mommy and Mayette, and of course, for the dyosas.

2. Bollywood movie
Before lunch, I had time to relax and watch the local channels. A bollywood movie was on. The format of these movies are amazing, much like the B-movie films back in the 80s – with lots of singing and group dancing.

3. Orang Asli
On our road trip back to Penang, we wanted to pass by the Elephant Sanctuary in Pahang. Unfortunately, the place was already tutup (closed). But a pleasant surprise is that the sanctuary is near a small kampong (village) of the Orang Asli (indigenous people). They look like the Mangyans of Mindoro – short and dark, with curly hair. They live in small houses which resembles a bahay-kubo, but with taller stilts.


4. Durian fever
The people in the van were getting quite uneasy after the filling meal of tom-yam based dishes in the very expensive (yet mediocre) Thai restaurant. So they decided to stop for durian. We parked the van and huddled in the small durian stall. They sell the durian for Rm3.30 per piece (roughly P50). I just had 1 small piece, that’s enough for me for the week. Will try to increase dosage next time. I had a grand time watching my officemates gobble the durian like they were manna from heaven.

5. Genting Highlands
On the way back, we passed by Genting Highlands. The night air was so cold, reminded me of Baguio. As the van passed by the posh subdivisions in the area, I noticed something up in the mountain on my right side. A group of brightly lit buildings were on top of the mountain. The lights were made brighter because the clouds were creating a mist amidst the building, reflecting and refracting the lights. It was a magnificent sight!!! I learned that there is a casino on top of the mountains. Below the buildings, the whole mountain is dotted by lights, which looked like stars which landed on the mountain. Talk about Las Vegas in the sky!



25 June 2006
Sunday
4:37pm
Penang

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Next Stop, Wonderland

“Being alone is fine. Being alone together is perfect”.

That is the very catchy, yet truthful tagline of the British movie “Next Stop Wonderland”. It is about a lady nurse who just broke up with her fiancee, and has decided to live the life of a spinster. Her family however, led by her over eager mother has decided to put on an offensive strategy to get her back on the saddle. Her mother posted a personal ad in the paper. The ad resulted to several funny encounters and dates, including a group of blokes who wagered over who would have a successful date with her. In the end, being the smart and phenomenal girl that she is, she was able to detect the ‘big joke’. She then met a Brazilian Casanova, charming her with his wit, sense of humor and sex appeal. He asks her to go with him to Brazil, and she seriously considers his offer. All this action happened while the movie was also focusing on another character – THE GUY. The male lead, let’s call him ‘guy’, is working in the city aquarium, which houses a very popular (yet weird-looking fish), I forgot what it’s called. Then because of the guy’s desire for self-actualization I guess, he enrolled in night school, studying marine science. The movie details both characters’ (the girl and the guy) daily struggles and their quest for something more important in life. One central object in the movie is the train/subway. The major characters are always seen contemplating about their lives inside the train. Near the end of the movie, the girl finally decides to go to Brazil with Casanova. She packs her bag, picks up her ticket and hails a cab going to the airport. By the forces of nature, traffic suddenly gets jammed, that she had to go down the cab and take the train instead. She goes inside the packed train and endures the claustrophobic feeling amidst the swarm of bodies. She suddenly feels dizzy because of the maddening crowd, and misses the airport stop. She struggles to get off the train, but fails. Instead, she got blocked by the hordes of people coming in and going out of the train. Just as when she almost collapsed because of claustrophobia, she was caught by THE GUY. Incidentally, the guy did not really make an effort to get near her. Somehow, the crowd pushed him towards her, and suddenly, he was there, in front of her, with no effort at all. Right on cue, the PA system of the train announced, “Next stop, Wonderland”. (Wonderland is the name of the stop after the airport.) End of movie.

I really loved this movie. Not only because this is a really feel-good movie, a movie you would want to watch after depressing ones like Talk to Her, Leaving Las Vegas, etc. I also liked it because of the soundtrack. It features bossa nova music. That is why I developed my love for Sitti Navarro’s (the pinoy version of Bebel and Astrud Gilberto) music.

I also liked the movie because it gives hope. It shows that even if you think that you have missed your stop – and that people might be pushing you in all directions, that you just want to lie down and take a break from it all – there is still a next stop. Don’t fret for the missed opportunity. The next stop may not be where you planned to get down, but it may be better than your destination.

Sometimes, you will have moments when you just want to be resigned to the idea that what is in front of you is IT. But after watching this movie, I felt that I need to wait for things that are really meant for me. I should not settle for things that don’t feel right, for these are just crumbs. The whole loaf is there for the taking. I just have to learn to decipher the crumbs from the loaf (which is actually not a hard thing to do! Sometimes, we just refuse to see it). When you feel lost and alone amidst a crowd of nameless faces who try to push you, stand your ground, minimize resistance, be open to getting down on the stop next stop. After all, it could be Wonderland.


17 June 2006
Saturday
12:26am
Penang

Monday, June 12, 2006

I love Grace because…

Due to boredom caused by my being unemployed for the last 2 months, I have been spending a lot of time surfing the net, and reading other people’s blog entries. I’ve read some blogsites that are really interesting, some even informative. Most interesting blogs I’ve read are from the UP Diliman Literature professors.

During one of my blog-reading sessions, I chanced upon this entry which encourages the readers to try googling (root word: google) the phrase “I love {type in your name} because”. Because of curiosity and boredom, I tried it, but used my second name (Grace). I realized that Norly is not a very popular name, and the search result yielded zero hits. Here are some of my favorite hits:

** I love Grace because...she writes me random notes with pirate lyrics in them.
(Coincidentally, I love writing random notes. Sometimes, the notes are so random that they seem incoherent.)

*** I love Grace because of the products and the getting in on the ground floor business opportunity.
(Products? If I were a product, what kind of product would I be? I wonder…)

*** I love Grace because she RENTED The Graduate.
(Hmmm… I don’t think I’ve watched that movie. Must make a mental note to buy DVD one of these days.)

*** I love Grace because she make laugh and that makes me phlegmy.
(Someone really special told me that I make him laugh, and that thought really made me happy. Phlegmy? Now that is a contradiction. How can one make you laugh and passive/unemotional at the same time? Hmmm… )

*** I love GRACE, because it's good and it's something free, given to all who don't deserve it at all. Given to me.
(This one’s my favorite! i am for free, even for the undeserving! hahaha!)


Now, your turn. Go and google! You will definitely be amused. Email me for really interesting hits.



10 June 2006
Saturday
09:05pm
Penang

Kindred Spirits

Sometimes you meet a kindred spirit, seeming to know you, understand you and feel you. It makes one alive, knowing that one’s existence is validated by another soul, so much alike one’s own. It is such a fulfilling emotion, feeling that person’s soul, touching the other’s spirit, knowing that whatever experiences in the past, and whatever possibilities in the future, things will be the same, the soul and spirit will be aligned, will be in tune, dancing to the same harmony.

Here are some ramblings inspired by my kindred spirit…

“I’ve met a kindred spirit. But he’s restless as I am, trying to find answers. I’m afraid to immerse myself into this emotional abyss. I might fall deeply that I can’t resurface. Lucky are those who can find kindred souls, and be forever consumed by the desire to remain in a state of hopeless abandon.”

“As the barge bid goodbye to the warm sand, and embraced the soothing waves. I did the same. I said farewell to a mundane and trivial emotion, and embraced the intensity of another being’s spirit. And as the barge sailed, the wind completely washed off the stains of the past, and whispered hopes for the future.”


(date and place withheld)