The Confessions

location: Dover

mood: ecstatic

music: What Goes Around - Esmee Denters

Day One: We make our way to the mystical Nyamuk, part of the Batu Caves, to begin climbing. Of course, Ken-doll decides to reveal the meaning of Nyamuk AFTER we arrive. Nyamuk means mosquito in Behasa Melayu - and there was an abundance of Nyamuks or more grammatically, Nyamuk-Nyamuk.


The climbing group: Sau Yee, Ben a.k.a. B-1, Ken-doll, and Ben a.k.a. B-2. On the right, me - somehow convinced that I should advertise the fact that we are climbing in Malaysia. I might as well have mouthed, "Malaysia. Truly Asia."


Left: See that speck on the top-left? That's me.
Centre: Close-up.
Right: Ken-doll and B-2 watching in awe.
...And if you have gotten this far without noticing the incongruency and going, "Hey, wait a sec. That can't be..." let me just confirm your suspicions: You ARE too dumb to be my friend. (Kidding lah, Roslan ;-P)


Number Eight Guesthouse: Our hostel for this roadtrip - where you can pay to sleep with a hot, half-naked German backpacker - well, at least in the same dorm as one. (You can steal his underwear - "Sau Yee, put that back!")


Left specimen features excess puffiness and evident lethargy. Diagnosis: Clubbing till 3 a.m.
Right specimen with cheesy grin: No coffee; breakfast untouched. 8 hours of undisturbed sleep (and a few uppers for the road).


Sau Yee climbing at Camp 5. Check out the money shot on the right: a drop-knee.


That would be me looking infinitely more impressive with a classic split in mid-air. Talk about spreading it for the camera.