#HindukBeganjuh2024 - Trip 4

So, we went again... 2 - 3 March 2024, to Mukah this time.  As usual, I don't have much time to write, I'll just post a bit for now.

4 of us again.  I'll be sad when Noel won't be around to join us.

Our Budget and Planning vs Real Expenditure

Building a Fortress

Have you ever feel like you always have to walk cautiously? Like... when things are well and rosy, you think that you need to be careful, because you don't know when the next thing will happen, because in your head, the next thing WILL be bad.

Well, sometimes I feel like that.  I feel like when a relationship / friendship is going on so well, that we spend a lot of time together, that I'm just waiting for it to fail, for it to crumble, for my friends not to like me anymore that they exclude me from every thing.  I'm afraid of that, afraid of being hurt, being left.  Sometimes I ask if I'm genuinely liked, if my "friends" talk about me behind my back. 

And thus, I build a fortress.

#HindukBeganjuh2024 - Trip 3

Note 8/2/24:  I'm pressed for time today, so I'm just noting briefly.  When I have more time, I'll write more.

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So.... during our last trip to Lachau / Sri Aman, we had immediately planned for another #hindukbeganjuhtrip.  Because Mike and Marilyn had never gone to Kapit, we decided to go there, to tick off our Sarawak list slowly.  And I was really glad that Noel is back and can join us.  Here we go on Trip #3!

This was our tentative itinerary and budget.  For this trip, we opened up a tabung, each putting in RM200.

We were behind schedule by 10 minutes when we left on Day 1.  But as the day progresses, we fell about an hour behind.  First stop was Lachau eventhough we did not plan to stop.  That's because our driver; Noel was already hungry.  And that gave us chance to buy telur ikan buntal for Marilyn's parents.

2nd stop - We had planned to makan Mee Among since the last time.  So we stopped at Sri Aman, about 30 minutes away from Lachau.  The "noodle king" shop was closed so we googled which shop that was famous for the mee satay.

This was Mee Satay at Golden Cafe Sri Aman.  I thought that Mee Satay meant noodles in peanut sauce.  Apparently not.  It was cooked in the marinate of the satay meat (if you can imagine what I mean).  Nope, didn't work for me.

After the disappointing Mee Satay, we went off to Sarikei.

We missed this shop in the earlier trip because it was closed (half day on Sunday).  But this time we were confident it was still open (google says till 6pm).  When we arrived the shutters were half closed!  They were going to close earlier due to personal event.  Thank God they still accepted orders; ours being the last.

Then, off the Kanowit we went. 

And then to Song.  Where we were caught in heavy rain.

And then, it was KAPIT! WOOTS.

Took this pix to send to my mom.

No proper lunch, so we were famished by the time we got to Kapit.  We immediately sat for dinner at 66 Cafe before checking in at the Loft Pals Urbanstay.  Good place to stay.

And at night, we went for a drive around, and walked at the Lily Pond, had drinks at the bistro there.

Next morning was Roti Canai Goreng.  

Before we went to the market.  Lots of loootttttssss!  Fun market.

And a walkabout

The famous empurau!

And then we checked out, had lunch and took photo at this iconic bridge.  "family" photo using noel's camera.

All through the journey we took 0.5 photos.  Did you know that meant NOT selfie, but back camera?  No, I didn't know.  

Off home!

And this was our total spent.

Here's our latest HindukBerganjuh list!

#HindukBeganjuh2024 - Trip 2

During Trip #1, there was an overflow of durian, but because it was a long journey to Sibu and when we returned, it was already very late in the evening and there wasn't anymore durian by the road side, we planned to go again, but only to Lachau to get some durian.  The week after! Haha.  So on 21 Jan 2024, at 10am, we took off for a day of durian hunting!

With no proper planning this time, more of a free and easy trip because it was only up to Lachau, we started the journey at 10am.  We did however discussed that we'd want to go to Mount Hosanna, if it was still early as Sri Aman is not that far.  So we dubbed this the "holy trip" especially because it was on a Sunday.

9.30am - picked Mike.  10 am picked Marilyn.  And off we went.  We stopped at the first stop we say that had many durian after Serian.  I found out later that the name of the place is Rasau (Serian) area.  We then packed the durian into container as I feasted.  I was the only one feasting because I wasn't planning on drinking (alcohol) and the other two were.  After about an hour or so, we left to Lachau.  We arrived Lachau at about 12.15 and of course we had to have our mee goreng and its accompaniments. 

While lunching it was pouring rain, cats and dogs really, I was thankful that we were in the safety of the shop.  But we had then wanted to go to the market and we only had one umbrella.  So I went umbrella hunting and got a rainbow one (which I like) for RM19.  Then we went to the market, got salted fish, dabai etc, etc. Spent rather a lot.  I think about RM50 each!

Then we went off to Simanggang!  I think I've been to the Waterfront before, but it wasn't made up nicely then yet.   We walked around in the hot sun and then dropped by for froyo at Waterfront Ice Cream shop just opposite.

Then, we started leaving Sri Aman, but not without first shopping at Watsons 😂  The things we do.  Again, after "helping the economy of Sri Aman", we left for Mount Hosanna.  These 2 were behaving as they didn't drink the beer that I packed because we had wanted to first go to the church.  

We arrived the church at 4.45.  The opening hours states till 5pm, but understandably, the "gates of heaven" were already closed by then.  Alas.  This calls for another trip no? 😉

So we left the church after quick photos, and right after those two started drinking.  They made a dent of 13 cans in 2 hours (I packed 18 cans).  We got to Marilyn's house at around 7pm, her mom asked us to drop by for dinner and then we left at about 8.30pm, with me reaching home about 9.30pm after dropping Mike off.

On the way home, at about 6.30pm while driving in the car, we came up with itinerary for our next trip.  And where shall we go next?  Well, there's a whole lot more places in Sarawak to cover, that's for sure!

#HindukBeganjuh2024 - Trip 1

Hello 2024!  It's been AGES!!  I don't really know how to pick up from my last post, but I guess I will just start fresh new stories... I'm putting these here, because I don't want to put it on my insta.  Just for own record and for the fun of it.

So, last year, Noel got into UMS, and me and a couple of my colleagues said we should do a roadtrip from Kuching up to KK.  We then plotted the journey to take in March, when Noel starts his 2nd semester.

On the first weekend of January, I had lunch with some friends from the church's tadika at Kingwood Kuching, one trail of thought led to another and I was thinking I should ask my colleagues if they want to go to Sibu (Kingwood).  Hilarious, I know. But that's part of the fun in life isn't it?  The spontaneous things.  It was the birthday of one of them too, so I thought it would be fun.  Unfortunately, one of them had family dinner so we didn't proceed with the plan.

Then, when we came back to the office on Monday, the two of them were like - this weekend??? Haha... so we proceeded to plan the trip, booked the room and prepared to go.  We did not invited more colleagues to join because there were one or two close ones, who would want to go, but who has some bit of toxicity in them and we didn't want to have to deal with that.

13 January 2024 (I just copy paste from our whatsapp group because I'm lazy like that). 

8.30am - pick Mike

9am - leave marilyn house

10.45 - reach lachau

1 hour makai

12 - leave lachau

2.30 reach Glory Cafe sarikei

1 hour makai

3.30 leave Sarikei

4.30 reach Sibu

We were 100% on time, about 30 minutes earlier than schedule).  Along the way, we saw sooooo many durian selling by the road side.  But since we still had a long way to go, we didn't get any.  Here is the journey, in photos!

"Bekalan" for our journey.  24 cans of be-ar.

1st stop.  Lachau.  Of course the mee goreng!  We walked around at the market and got ourselves RM20 dabai and a container of durian.  We finished the durian, the other two didn't makan much because they wanted to drink (beer).

2nd stop.  Of course Glory Cafe Tom Yum noodles.  I'm not a fan of this, but of course we had to try it for the sake of the first timers.  Mike and I didn't like it because of the bitter aftertaste from the lime.

And of course, idamanku selalu... my chao chai hu ngang.  Thoroughly enjoyed this, mostly aku makan sorang jer.

When we confirmed the trip, I called Glory Cafe to book these.  Coconut pudding.  So nice and refreshing on a hot, hot day!  Last time, when I go to Glory, it would be jammed pack, hard to get any seat kind of situation.  But this time, it was just 3 lonely tables.  Perhaps we arrived after peak hours.

Then we went to "see the river" opposite Glory.  They had some park with exercise equipment, so we goofed around for a bit.

A cute little church in Sarikei.  So ang-mo.

Drove around town to take photos of the lovely churches.

After that we drove straight to Sibu, and checked in to our chosen hotel - Starlink Hotel.  This is quite new, opened in 2022.   When I go for trips alone or with Noel, I would stay in Kingwood, but this time when I searched for hotel room for 3, this came up and decided to give it a try.  It's a bit far from town, but with a car, not really an issue.

We were greatly impressed with the hotel tho!  All the things were individually wrapped, which we happily song-lap away when we left.  The room costs us RM130.00 for 3.

We stayed in the room and rested for a bit before venturing out for a walk.  Had hoped to catch the sunset at the iconic swan, but it rained.

When we went out from the hotel, there was a cute shop selling China goodies, keropok, snacks etc.  We walked around and say this "slimming" mirror.
Introducing Marilyn and Mike.
Hehe.  I have no idea how they came into my life at work, so perhaps another story for another day.

We went for dinner at Lot 10 Cafe, not far from McD Sibu, opposite Wisma Sanyan.  Ayam penyet.  The sambal, the soup, the veg is to die for.  I've missed this.  Thank God it's still nice.  That's the bad part about introducing people to the food we like isnt' it?  That it might no longer be nice.

The place had satay too.  From my many visits, the satay has always been popular, but since I was always alone, I never ordered.  So tonight, we ordered 10 sticks of chicken and 10 of beef.  The sticks were HUGE.  and yummy and juicy.  The peanut sauce was great too.  We only managed to eat 4, and tapau-ed the rest.

Then in the rain, we walked to the ever popular Sibu Pasar Malam and spent more on food.  Somehow we did not take any photo of being at the pasar.

After that, at about 9pm, we went back to the hotel, I slept at 10 and those 2 buggers drank their beers, ate their supper, watched TV, tested out "breathe well nasal strip" and slept at 2.30am.

Day 2.  Sunday.  I woke up at 6.30am and went to Wesley Methodist Church whilst those 2 slept in.  Because they start at 7.30am and is only an hour, I felt that I should go.  And so I did.

7.30 church DL only

9am ALL go bfast kampua

Go buy kompia

Go swan

Pasar sentral

Go back hotel

12 check out

12.30 chicken rice

1.30 leave sibu

2.30 bintangor

sarikei Roti Kawin Aik Seng

3pm leave bintangor

5pm lachau

7pm kuching

At 9am, I picked the 2 up and we went for breakfast.  Of course at my fav kampua place.  Get the drift?  it's all about MY favorite place. Haha.

After breakfast we went to buy our kompia, at Sheng Kee and Fatt Bakery.  I devoured at least 5 of the freshly baked plain buns.

Then we went to Pasar Besar (Central Market) Sibu,   It was Dabai overflowing season and there were sooooo many.  Oversupplied.  We bought some and got a basket for Choo, another colleague who is our makan and drink buddy.

Then we went back to the hotel to check out, went back to the China shop to get some junks and snacks as souvenirs.

And finally, we got out photos at The Swan!  Yeay!

And then lunch!  The day before I gave them the option of what they wanted to eat for dinner.  It was too late when they decided to have chicken rice coz when I called New Capitol, they ran out.  So I booked for lunch the day after.  The taukeinio actually forgot to book, but the servers were kind and took some out for us.  The mango pamelo sago is to die.  We shared this between the 3 of us.

And so it's time to leave Sibu.  We went to Bintangor for the Limau Bintangor Orange Juice.  Just a quick tapau pit stop.  We wanted to go to Sarikei for the Roti Kawin, but when we called, they said they only opened till 12 on a Sunday.  So we drove straight to Jakar Shumai to tapau frozen Shu Mai and to refuel.

And that's it for this trip.  From Jakar, we drove straight to Kuching, with a toilet break in Lachau and dinner at some random (but nice) place in Siburan.  We were 30 mins behind the schedule for our return trip, I got home at about 10.30pm.  And this was our expenditure.

It was a good trip overall, we had already planned to go to Lachau the week after just for durian hunting as this trip we came back late and no more roadside durian by then. I'm thankful for collegue turned friends and look forward to more trips to come!

My Murud 2023 experience: Goo-gle vs God-gle

2013, 2015, 2017 – Attended Murud Prayer Conference.

2019 – I struggled and went against the Lord’s calling to go to Murud.  I told God, nope, I didn’t want to scale up and down the mountain just to meet Him anymore!

2021 – Covid.  No Murud Prayer Conference on the Mountain.  My heart broke a little.  I missed being in His presence on the mountain.  Thank God for technology, we had it online instead.

You know you are missing Murud when you're craving luncheon meat!  Such a luxury.

August 2022 – Got the dates for the Murud Prayer Conference in 2023.  God didn’t even have to push me this time.  I gladly and immediately got my flight ticket.  I tried to bring along a few friends, but none were interested at that time as it was too early (one year ahead!).  But I told God, it didn’t matter.  Even if I were to go alone, I would happily go.  I had only wanted to come to His feet and basked in His presence.

The first time translating for Ps. Julison in TMC due to unforeseen circumstances.

March 2023 – Team from Ba Kelalan came to minister in TMC.  The main speaker fell ill and the accompanying Pastor took over to share for all the sessions.  He spoke in BM.  Guess who had to be translator?  Me!  Fear and trembling experience for both speaker and translator.  But God is good.  He was our strength and wisdom.  Little did we know that was only a sneak-peak of what is yet to come.

Translating for Ps Julison again in TMC.  This sealed the deal for Murud.

May 2023 – The committee of Murud Prayer Conference approached me to be one of the translators for the sessions.  After much prayer and struggling with the Lord, I accepted the task with fear and trembling. 

As the dates for the conference drew near, my heart was filled with excitement and apprehension.  Excitement to be back on the mountain, despite knowing how tough the hike would be.  Apprehension, because after attending for many years, I knew that the entrusted task of translation was not to be taken lightly.

July 2023 – The month.  Nerve-wracking, both spiritually and physically.  Heard from relatives in Ba’Kelalan that there was telephone / internet line on the mountain, unlike previous years, as they had set up a tower in Bario and were receiving signals.  I sighed.  I sighed because I didn’t want to have a connection with the outside world whilst I was there, but at the same time, I sighed of relief.  Bittersweet.  Thank God I thought.  At least I can Google for words that I didn’t know when I was doing my translation.

16 July 2023 – No speaker notes or slides have been received.  I WhatsApped a dear friend, “I don’t want to go Murud tomorrow, I’m scared”.  But of course, no turning back, no turning back.

A smiley translator doesn't mean a less-than-nervous translator!

17 July 2023.  Here we go! Like it or not, we were on our way to the Mountain.  As we took the flight arriving on the morning, we were able to hike up to the Church Camp on the same day.  However, we started late and only managed to reach the church camp at 8pm.  Stories for another day.  Buzz me up, come let’s have coffee and I’ll share those stories with you.

18 July 2023 – T-1 before Conference start.  No sign of any text from Speakers.  Dying inside from anxiety, and yet knowing that my God who is full of wisdom and knowledge will be my help in the works He had entrusted me with.

Session 1 with Pastor Bina.  The most memorable was him saying Jesus enter Jerusalem on kuda and I was like "on a horse???"  Thanking God for Pr. Dave in the background who kept the AV running.

 19 July 2023 – Session 1.  I finally got my notes.  A mere hours before the first session that I was supposed to translate.  I couldn’t settle down that afternoon and went to the church early.  I tried as much as I could to translate the materials and prepare for the night session.  I almost broke down in tears as in that stress of limited time, there were words that I couldn’t figure out.  In my desperation, I turned on my mobile phone, which I didn’t want to and tried to Google for words.  Yes, there was line.  But the signal was weak from where I was sitting.  I prayed to God, seeking His mercy and His help.  In His gentle, soft voice He asked me, “My child, Goo-gle or God-gle?  Will you surrender all and depend on me fully?”.  I broke down and repented, turned off my mobile, and continued on the slide depending fully and only on Him.

Was it tough to translate? 

It was, challenging.  We are so used to modern conveniences that we can just reach out to help us.  To only depend on God-gle, now that’s something as scary as day!

It was, most of all, humbling.  We are so used to be in control, able to figure almost everything on our own, being the tough one, not asking for anyone’s help. At times when I was loss for a word on the pulpit, it was all the brothers and sisters in the congregation who helped by throwing in the right word.  When I was flustered in my own world, preparing for the sessions in the church alone, God sent so many people, strangers, who would just walk over and lay a hand and say a prayer over me, even at in the darkness of 5am. Sometimes, one would pray, and before I knew it, the voices around me grew more and by the time I opened my eyes, there were too many to count.  I’m sure they can see how terrified this translator must have been!  For all these prayers, seen or unseen, I am truly grateful for, because I know, God had surely answered their prayers.  When I was nervous, God had placed familiar faces of brothers and sisters in the midst of 700 pax to know that I am never alone.

My take-away from Murud 2023?  God-gle.  Depend on God in everything.  Not only in translating.  In every.single.thing.  It doesn’t matter if you have 2G, 3G, 4G or 5G.  The most important connection you should have is with the one and only G.  God.

Going into 2023

How time flies.  Macam mau nangis as we end this year 2022.  So many things has happened.  Noel left for studies in Negeri Sembilan leaving me with an ache so deep, I started seriously doing Grab to get extra income, went to Langkawi with Noel and Jane in March, I scaled the tallest mountain in Southeast Asia in June, a feat that I knew was almost impossible.  That will be a story for another day, a journey deserving it's own post.  I also started my #dydymustbuy baking business in August.  It started with not being able to Grab on Sundays, because, well, it's Sabbath.  So I was thinking what can I do to still generate income when I'm "resting" at home.  What started with just one cake (divided into 9 portions), it has spread into buns, scones, even cornflakes bersira.  Again, this seems to be like a story deserving it's on post.

I think the worst for me in 2022 is losing a very good friend, one I'd say is closer than a sister.  Over what?  Because I had enthusiastically organized and invited someone whom I know she had some issues with for trip that was supposed to be exclusively ours.  It hurts so terribly to know that the many years of friendship meant nothing when it can just be "turned off" and the hatred for the other person is bigger than the love I thought we had for each other.  I am still hurting, and I don't know when this void in my heart will heal.

Anyways... the actually reason I'm posting here today is because well, some things aren't for sharing on socmed.  Every year for my birthday, I would go away to be alone.  Sometimes it's just a hole out in the city, last year it's a trip up to the mountain (a post on its own) and this year, I decided to do a solo drive to Sibu.  

Earlier this year on Jan 3rd, because of prior family trip arrangements, after sending Noel to his college in N9, I drove solo from Miri to Sibu and then continued on Sibu - Kuching the next day. And because of this, I kind of gotten addicted to solo roadtrips.  I've always been a fan of roadtrips, but doing it alone takes it to the next level.  The serenity and peace as you drive with your thoughts (throw in some tears, some screaming on top of your lungs belting out fav songs, some movie etc) is beyond words.  When I was contemplating where to hide out for my birthday this year, this solo foodie roadtrip was No. 1 on my list.  Most importantly, I love the food that I would be able to eat along the way. My own worry on these solo trips is what if the car breaks down or / and tire puncture.

The night before the trip, some of our colleagues (we call ourselves the 99 gang because we frequent a place called 99 to drink) had a Christmas gathering and gift exchange.  And of course we drank like nobody's business and went home late.  So the next day, I only left the house at 7.30am, instead of 6am as I had originally intended.  I'll just narrate my story based on the photos.

9.45am. 1st stop.  Of course, mee goreng Lachau.  I thoroughly enjoyed this plate and because I wanted to catch up on the time I quickly left without a trip to look around at the market.  I was so sleepy on the way from Lachau to Sarikei.  A couple of days before the trip, I downloaded 3 Shah Rukh Khan movies so I put on Kuch Kuch Hota Hai to watch as I drive.  Of course I ended up with swollen eyes la! 

I continued the journey to Sarikei.  I'd normally stop at Jakar for the sio bee, but this time, I didn't feel like eating that.  I had been craving for my Chao Chai Hung Ngang in Glory Cafe Sarikei for the longest time.  So I drove straight to Sarikei.  Alas, the cafe was closed.  So I went to the next "must-eat" in Sarikei.  1pm.  Roti Bakar Aik Seng.

A few days before the trip, I read about this place in the blog of a famous Sibu blogger.  I was not hungry, but looking at the food, I decided to makan here along with what I had originally came here for.  The food?  Good, but pedas mau matiiiiiiiiii.  2.45pm.

And this is what I had come for... pumpkin pie... astaga..... SEDAP mau MAMPOSSSSSS.

A trip to Sibu is incomplete without a trip to my fav gelato place.  I don't normally eat gelato because it's so expensive, but I indulge here in Sibu.  I tapau-ed and had the ice cream in the car.  3.20pm

Again, a few days before the trip, I stumbled across an article about cafes in Sibu.  This cafe looked good on the list, so I decided to dropby before checking in to the hotel.  The cute coffee teddy was worth the stop.  4pm.

In April this year, I took a roadtrip to Sibu with Noel, Adel and Noel's friend Beckham.  We stayed at Kingwood as usual.  During that trip, the pool had recently open and they served beer at the pool.  There's a great view of the Rajang river from the pool and I was actually looking forward to having a cool beer at the poolside.  Unfortunately, they did not serve beer or other drinks anymore at the pool.  So I quickly went down to the riverbank and as always, Sibu has never failed to give me a beautiful sunset.

For my birthday dinner, I was contemplating on either Ayam Penyet from Lot 10 in Sibu (oh the sambal!) or Chicken Rice from New Capitol (oh the fluffy, fragrant rice and the tender, juicy, succulent chicken!).  But again, reading the famous Sibu blog, I decided to come here instead.  6.45pm.

For this.  I don't know when I started to love fish and chips.  I'm always on a look out for good ones, but at the same time, always unwilling to try most places because I'm afraid of disappointment.  But after reading his post on this outlet's fish and chips, and that they use fresh fish daily, I was sold.  It was full house inside that night, but being alone, they managed to squeeze me in, in between 2 large group of people.  Despite the stares, I enjoy my birthday dinner tremendously.

When I left the hotel that night, the parking was so packed as there was a function in house.  So the guard advised me to come back after 9.30pm to ensure I have a parking.  With time in my hands, I decided to go to Ta Kiong to walk around and I found this wine; which I had thoroughly enjoyed with another friend earlier in November.  So I decided to grab a bottle, whether or not I could finish it, it doesn't really matter.  And by 10pm, I was already in bed, and had a really good night sleep.

Early the next day, by 7am I left the hotel and went to Sunday service in this church.  Their service starts at 7.30am.

After the 1 hour service, of course no trip to Sibu would be complete without a kampua fix.  As always, my fav is Soon Hock. 9am.

When I'm in Sibu, I normally like to be early to grab some kompia, but because I woke up late today, I only managed to go after breakfast.  Of course I regretted it as I couldn't find any parking and had to walk quite far to the kompia place, which of course had to be sold out.  IMHO, Sheng Kee 63 has the best kompia kosong whilst Fatt Bakery has the best butter kompia.  but I had to wait for 30mins for Sheng Kee's that morning, I decided to just grab what I can from Fatt because I was rushing to go back to the hotel... to sleep! I got back to the hotel at 10.30am, quick shower and slept!  Woke up at 11.40, called front desk to see if the room was available for extension.  It was, but decided not to extend, because I didn't want to waste my annual leave.  So checked out at 12, and left for Sarikei.  Praying hard that my Glory Cafe would still be open then!

Yesterday on the way from Lachau, I called Glory Cafe to book their coconut pudding.  Because they picked up and took in my booking, I thought they were open yesterday too.  But I'm so glad that they were open today, and they indeed did keep my coconut for me.  I found a table to share with another lady, placed my order and waited patiently.  I arrived about 1.15pm and at 1.40pm this beauty came to the table.

And this.  Ah.  My heart.  Now I can die peacefully.  I've dreamt (and salivate) about this noodles since forever!  Thank you God for giving me a chance to makan this for my birthday.

A week before this trip, KFC had promotion of 3 snack plates for RM33.  I've not eaten KFC for the longest time because it was "pricey" and because they do not have coleslaw.  It was the same this time when we bought the promo set.  I've read that KFC in Sri Aman had the coleslaw, so I put this on my list of to-eat on this trip eventhough the drive in to town from the junction would take about 15 - 20 mins one way.

I bought a big tub + had a small tub that came with the snack plate set as well.  Took this photo to prove that I was in Sri Aman for KFC's coleslaw!  I DEVOURED both tubs.

How do you eat your coleslaw?  Mine?  With their cili sauce!  It was getting late, and I knew I didn't want to be on the road when it was dark, so I tapau-ed my KFC and had it on the way.  5pm.

Arrived Kuching at 7.30pm.  Was supposed to meet up with Marilyn to watch the World Cup Finals at 8pm.  So I decided to try my luck getting this Signature Mango Crepe cake at Kohi, Farley.  I enjoyed this earlier in Dec when Juwita was in town, and though I'm not normally a fan of crepe cake, this is an absolute beauty and I was soooooo happy to see it available in the cake display.

 And that ends my solo-foodie roadtrip!  Woohoo!  I might have enjoyed the trip if other people were to come along, but I wouldn't have been able to eat at much as I had, or at as many places, so I was really thankful that I got to do this alone.  Here's to all the mysteries 2023 will bring, and perhaps, I'd blog more moving forward.  You'll never know.

Thank you Lord for this year, for the joy and the pain, for always being there.  All glory, honour and praise belongs to you and you alone.  Now and evermore.