Airport Adventure

As you would probably knew, we were in Singapore last weekend. The original plan was to fly there. Everything went smoothly until it was time to board the plane. Idlan had a panic attack and started screaming.

We ended up abandoning the plan to fly. But since we had booked our suite and the tickets for the Night Safari, I decided to drive all the way down there.

But first, I had to clear the immigration again to re-enter the airport and then went to claim our checked-in luggage which had to be removed from the belly of the aircraft.

That took almost a couple of hours. We then drove back yo Gombak to exchange the car. My C200 needed servicing and I wouldn't wasn't t take the risk of driving all the way to Singapore in it. That detour to change into our MPV wasted another hour and a half. We finally set off from KL close to 10 pm.

I had to make a couple of nap stops - once in Ayer Keroh and another in Machap. We finally reached out hotel room at 5 am, having a quick supper - or should I say early breakfast - before I took a longer nap. It was before noon when I finally woke up, in time to take Idlan out for lunch.

Then another nap after lunch.

Our transport for the Zoo was due at 6.15. I managed a couple of hours of walking around Orchard Road before we departed - and learn the awesome power of the GoPro.

Then came the trip to the zoo before having a nice KL g breakfast the next morning before we set off again back home to Kuala Lumpur. More tiring than I bargained for but at least we did our traveling.

We still need to sort out Idlan's fear of flying. We thought that he would be OK. We were more worried about Anita. In July, Idlan has a school trip to Chiangmai arranged. Not sure if he would be able to deal with that trip ...

Lunch with Mak

My Mum has been staying at Bukit Antarabangsa for the last week, away from my sister in Kajang. She wanted to see her friends as well as visit her usual surau. She may be back to my sister's next week.

So, come Sunday lunch, we went out for lunch with Anita coming along. Looks like she was OK staying alone at Bukit Antarabangsa from time to time.

One after The Other

2018 began with some bad news for me. First of all, on the evening if the New Year, I received a call from one of my cousin Uncles about his mother being ill. I dropped by at his place later that evening to visit. Things wasn't looking good but my Grand Auntie still managed to muster a smile and asked Anita a couple of questions.

Apparently she didn't talk much after our visit. She passed away the next afternoon.

The morning after, while I was planning to attend her funeral after my morning round, my Mum called. This time one of Ba's good friend - one of Julia's witness during her akad nikah - had just passed away.

Plans was changed and I joined my Mum and Julia in Keramat to pay the family a visit.

So, two death in as many days. I wouldn't say that 2018 started with great news. But things happened. They were both suffering from cancer and their passing would've spared them from some suffering.

Alfatihah.

Back to Intensive Care

It had been an up and down week. After being admitted, my father-in-law had not been completely stable. And it was all down to persistent infection.

He ended up in Intensive Care with an irregular heart beat but this morning had been showing positive signs of recovery. Hopefully he would be going up to the normal ward later today.

Being on call, I had been at hospital all day with Anita coming in and out. Hopefully in another couple of days, he would be allowed home back to stay with us until he is fully recovered.

The Clan Meetup

It was not often that I have family gatherings, not like others who I saw in Facebook. I tended to see these faces during weddings and funerals. It was kind of sad. Why not have a meet up some other times?

Then came my late Father’s cousin, Mamu Mohzani - who was doing this almost yearly - who decided to make it a occasion. It happened to be his birthday recently - and that was as good an excuse as any. His late Father - my Grand-Uncle - was the de facto leader of the pack when he was alive. And it was only right that he carried on the tradition.

The meet up was held last weekend at Double Tree in town. At least 60 of my family members turned up. I brought along Anita, my Mum and Sister, Julia.

A great occasion. Great food. Great company. And then Mamu Mohzani brought out his Father’s old diary and writings. Wow! Those were really something. One of the entry was on the day my Grandfather died. He described in detail how sombre the occasion was, complete with the names of those who were present. He mentioned that I was with my late Father at the foot of the tomb. I was only 10 then. I was sure that if the Internet was around then, he would have had a blog ....

We had a nice lunch and people were still having a laugh when I took my Mum home. It would be great if this were to be a yearly occasion. And I could see myself being one of the host in the future ....