Bali

Bali is beautiful. The landscape and people are so peaceful and gentle. We spent the first few days in Kuta, the main beach resort. This was two days too much. It is a touristy place full of too many loud Aussies. Our Aussie friends from school warned us of this and pleaded with us not to judge all of them by those found at Kuta. We stayed in a rather nice boutique hotel though and enjoyed the food and the shopping that Kuta had to offer. We did hire a car and driver one day and explored around visiting a temple and did some snorkeling. Cole managed to meet some locals and kept himself occupied surfing and checking out the nightlife. The highlight of Kuta was definitely watching the sunsets at the beach. Everyone would gather to watch and awe at the sight. Musicians would play, there would be soccer and volleyball games going on, the hawkers were out in full force, and mostly people sat and basked in the beauty.
After Kuta we spent 7 days in Ubud. Ubud is the cultural centre of Bali and was certainly incredible. So many images and memories will be stuck with us forever. My highlight definitely was a bike tour we did. We were picked up early in the morning and driven to the ridge of one of the active volcanoes on the island (last eruption was 1963). Here we had a great breakfast looking over onto the lake with a view of the three craters of the volcano. From here we were driven to a little interpretation centre where they process coffee. I got to see how coffee was roasted the traditional way over an open fire. Bali has their own style of coffee. After roasting they grind it into the finest powder imaginable, it is then served as a sort of instant coffee or basically camp boil-up coffee. Strong, with a sludge about an inch thick in the bottom. We also got to try some of the most expensive coffee in the world, Lemack coffee. This coffee is gather from the feces of a cat-like animal, the Lemack. (Yes you read that right) Apparently the cat only eats coffee beans that are at the perfect stage of ripeness. Funny, it sort of tasted like s--t too. (Of course this leads to many questions I didn't ask like: Who figured this out? and If the cat is eating this stuff why isn't it digesting it? Maybe it is like corn) Anyway we started our bike ride after this tour. Since we had gone up to the volcano the biking was downhill and easy. The countryside was unbelievably beautiful and very traditional. We saw women walking to market with bundles, baskets and whatever balanced on their heads. People bathing in the streams by the side of the road. Priests leading a group of worshipers to the village temple. Workers at every stage of the rice production, tilling, planting, weeding, harvesting, and thrashing. Our guide was great and he spent a lot of time explaining everything to us. We even got to try thrashing the rice. We visited a family compound and saw how most Balinese still live. It is interesting as each region specializes in a certain craft or trade as well as rice production. The village where we visited a family were mat weavers. Others would be wood carvers or painters or some other trade. In the family compound there will be 5 or 6 extended families living communally. Everyone has a role in the production of their craft and rice production. Even the old granny had a job to do. After our ride we were treated to a feast of smoked duck and other wonderful treats.
We did a number of other things in Ubud that were all great. We went river rafting on Christmas Day. The scenery along the route incredible. We saw tropical birds and monkeys. We were pummeled by waterfalls dropping from the 30 metre high canyon we were in. At one point there were reliefs carved into the rocks for about 500 metres.
We rented scooters and headed to a beach on the other side of the island and got lost and separated on the way back.
We ate and ate. The food was fantastic. Maureen and Cole took a Balinese cooking class and so we will be able to try some of their food at home.
We went to the Kecak Fire Dance with a chorus of 100 men. We went to a Lebong Dance at Ubud palace. Both we unique and another highlight.
The markets and shopping were plentiful so Maureen had a great time shopping. Everything imaginable is available. She has become a master bargainer.
I rented a mountain bike a few times and went exploring the countryside. Again the sights were astounding such as men gathered in a circle massaging their cocks (oops did that come out wrong, roosters that is) and then pitting them against each other.
I've left some pictures which can't do Bali justice.
Maureen checking things out in the market.
The reliefs on the rafting trip.
Women throughout the countryside carried their loads on their heads. This lady was carrying a basket of offerings to the small temples in the rice fields. All the fields are terraced and she would make the 3 step up to the next terrace without skipping a beat or dropping her load. This was the area we stopped to thrash rice and we soon gathered a troop of children and other curious locals.
It was difficult to get a good photo of the dancers because of the light but the movements were so graceful and beautiful.

Cole's Here

Cole arrived last Monday. The week has even gone by faster with him here. Monday was a holiday so we did have a bit of a chance to show him around the neighbourhood a little bit. He has spent some time at school with us and managed to check out things downtown. I took my 'personal day' Friday and we did some bike riding and checked out Batu Caves. Batu Caves is a Hindu Shrine. The caves are enormous. The entrance has a flight a flight of 272 steps leading to the Temple Cave. We were informed as we climbed that each step taken on the stairs adds one day to your life. (I might do this a few more times in the next year) At the foot of the stairs is golden statue of Muruga, a Hindu deity. It is about 100 feet tall and is quite an impressive sight. The caves go back into the mountain quite a distance and there are a number of Hindu shrines within the caves. In February they celebrate Thaipusam. Thousands of Hindus descend on Batu Caves, the men pierce their tongues and cheeks with metal skewers and attach hooks through various parts of their body as an act of penance and to honor Murgura. The women carry large coconut milk pots to fulfill their vows of penance. I think they get off a little easier.


Cole with a friend inside Batu Caves.






Here is a clip of a section of the road that we bike up to Genting Highlands. You can see how quiet, green and beautiful the ride is.




Last night we took Cole down to the center of Kuala Lumpur. This is really only the third time we have been there since we've come. We got caught in a major traffic jam getting there and got lost for about an hour on the way home. I don't imagine we'll be heading back there too often. It is a great place to just walk around and enjoy the sights and sounds of a big city though. We went to dinner at Jalan Alor. This is a street restaurant area. The food is local, good, and cheap. After that we wondered the streets checking out the sights. I've included a couple videos of hip-hop dancers. On one corner the dancers gather and the groups challenge each other. A performer from one group will do a few moves and then the other group will send out someone to respond. They really are quite talented.



















Cole left this morning for Penang to spend a day or two. He will then catch the ferry to Langkawi, an island on the east side of Malaysia just south of Thailand. He took up an offer of one the parents of a student in my class and will stay at the Sheraton Beach Resort.(The dad is the GM of the resort.) A rough backpackers life. Maureen and I are left this week to take part in all the Christmas activities. Today we are attending a couple of open houses, one is a cookie exchange thing and another is an invitation from one of my parents for Gluhwein n' cookies. On Tuesday we are going to the Canadian High Commissioners residence for a carole sing and party, complements, of course, of all the generous Canadian taxpayers. (Merci by the way.)
Friday was the staff Christmas party. It was a great event. We were able to bring Cole along and he got to see how wild teachers can be. The food was good. The dancing lasted until the wee hours. After we headed out to one of the local establishments. Maureen and I were chased out not too long after we arrived by the smoke (everyone smokes here) and the loud music. We left Cole hooked up with some of the single teachers who managed to take good care of him.

On Friday school is out at noon and we head off soon after for Bali. The blog alas will be quieter than usual for a while. We are in Bali until December 30, we then return to KL and head off to Laos on January 1st. We are in Laos until the 10th of January. School starts up for us on January 12th.
Maureen and I hope that everyone has a wonderful Christmas and New Year. Right now the pangs for home are strong as we miss friends, routines, and yes even the snow. All of you are in our thoughts and we really wish you the best.

Best of Broadway! Lah!!

This is the town square at Fraser Hill. Fraser's Hill is at 1500m and hence a lot cooler than KL.


The title was the name of the drama production put on at the school this week. The Lah is a Malaysian thing. Sentences in English are usually ended with lah or can lah. I guess the way Canadians say, eh. I tried to include a movie clip of the finale but had problems. Instead I put a short clip from the play from the Annie section. A lot of my Grade 5 munchkins were involved in this. The scale of the production of the production was something else to behold. About 250 kids from Grades 2 to 12 were involved. The level of talent is very high. A lot of parents, I'm sure, have had their kids take voice and drama lessons. Maureen and I worked at all three performances as 'head of the house'. I'm not really sure what our duties were other than supervising the ushers and making sure the audience behaved itself during the performances (no flash photography, no crying kids etc.). The director is a cute little Filipino gal, who has studied drama all over the world including some famous school in New York. She is married to a Canadian fellow and just completed her Master's last year at Simon Fraser. We thought the production was an unbelievable undertaking but found out the 'big one' is in the spring. The extra-curricular expectations here are pretty high. I guess when parents (well their companies in 99% of the cases) pay $22500US in tuition a year they can expect a lot in return.

Maureen has been bagged all week after her adventure in Singapore. She went with 7 other teachers, 5 from our school and 2 from another international school. They decided to fly because the price difference between the bus and plane was negligible. The problem arose when there flight was delayed in the return by 5 hours. She didn't arrive in our condo until 3:15am Monday morning. Needless to say this kind of slowed her down for the week and has left her fighting a cold. Other than that she really enjoyed Singapore.
Singapore was part of Malaysia for a short time in the early 60's. Singaporeans are mainly of Chinese decent and after a series of squabbles with the Malaysians they were booted out of the union of Malay states in 1965. From 1959 to 1990 Singapore was ruled by Lee Kuan Yew. He pushed through an ambitious plan of modernization and industrialization that has created one of the most prosperous cities in the world. He and his political allies have also created one of the most controlled states in the world. Maureen was scared to death of dropping a kleenex out of her purse or some other such offense as there is an immediate $500 fine. There seem to be rules and fines for everything including gum chewing. The other side of this of course is that everything is very well organized and run. There are no traffic jams in Singapore. People actually signal and shoulder check when they change lanes there. Crime is non-existent. Those in possession of drugs are executed. There is no defense or excuse.
The other downside of being in such a prosperous city is that everything is extremely expensive and believe it or not Maureen didn't shop. She really does like bargains. She did have a Singapore Sling at Raffles though and checked out the city thoroughly.

Saturday night the Parent Association hosted a dinner for teachers. The theme was western. The group was rather small but we managed to have fun. Maureen taught a group of keeners a five or six line dances. As the event was outside this was enough. They all needed to wring out their clothes after. All this is still a bit hard to comprehend. It's turned December, the Christmas decorations are up but it is so hot and humid outside.

Today we drove up to the hill resort of Fraser Hill. We managed to get in a little hike. There are lots of birds up there. We were looking for exotic types like hornbills etc. but only managed to run into a large owl. There were a number of Malaysian bird watchers on the trail when we told them of the owl they were unbelievably excited about this and we had to show them where we saw it. I guess owl are rarer than hornbills in Malaysia. The cameras and lenses these guys had were very large and expensive. We did have to pull off a few leaches after our walk. They like to crawl inside your socks.




Broadway Lah video.

Carpets

Carpets have been sort of theme over the past two weekends. Last Sunday we accompanied Chris and Cindy to a Persian carpet auction. They had been there the day before, bought 5 carpets and were going to show us the ropes. Apparently Chris has done considerable research on carpets so he was going to give us expert advice. Another teacher, Laura (from Regina via Laos), also joined us. The Iranian carpet fellow was having a 4 day auction, Sat/Sun last weekend and this weekend, selling 104 carpets each day. Well, when the auction started Maureen started to bid on the first carpet but Cindy outbid her and got it. Our group bought the first 6 carpets brought out to auction. We ended up with two rather nice ones, a runner and the one pictured above. I kind of dragged Maureen out, kicking and screaming, after we bought these two. Good thing because Chris and Cindy bought 8 more and Laura bought 5. They do go really cheap and they are beautiful handwoven carpets. (There are some advantages living in a Muslim country as trade between Iran and Malaysia is free and open.) This weekend Maureen is in Singapore with some of her primary teaching buddies. My job was to go back to the auction and look and see if there were some that were going really cheap and pick up a few as gifts to take home. Well ,I went but I failed in my task. I ended up buying a rather nice larger carpet and then I hightailed it out of there. It is so beautiful and went for such a good price.
Report cards are over and done with. I got to spend my birthday doing parent teacher interviews. 100% of the parents turned up for their interview. They are all very keen and concerned about their child's education. Now Maureen and I in the middle of our teaching assessments. Maureen had her first visitation by the principal last Friday, fortunately no one drowned (her station is the pool now). Mine is next week.
I had the weekend to myself with Maureen in Singapore (except for a couple of hours at the carpet thing, but they feed you an Iranian lunch, so it was ok) I went biking up Genting Highlands again. I really love that ride. It is so lush and green and virtually no traffic on the road. It is about a 18 km ride to the top which takes a little over an hour and a half. The ride down is fast and wild. I was on my own and I guess the monkeys think you are an easier target. I had two of them charge at me. It is a bit freaky as you know they can leap about 30 ft if they want to. Last thing I want is some monkey putting his fangs into my neck. I need pepper spray!!
I knew I was going for an even longer ride today so I went for a massage last night. The only massage I've been able to find is of the Thai massage variety. The women who do the massage are all pretty stocky and very strong. With a Thai massage, the masseuse digs her elbows or feet between each muscle fiber in your body. They stand and lean into the massage with as much force as possible. The more you call out in pain the harder they seem to push. After the massage they then wrap your body up into unbelievable contortions. It feels good at the end but I think I'm going to find a gentler variety of massage.
Today, Malcolm (a teacher from Manitoba who retired, moved to BC and then figured he wasn't quite ready for retirement) and I did a 65 km ride to and from Fraser Hill. Fraser Hill is another old tea plantation and ex-get-away for the expats to a cooler climate. This is another curvy road up the mountain. This is the main road to Fraser Hill but still had very little traffic on it. The ride was great even though we got caught in a tropical rain storm on the way home.

Old fart on the road up to Fraser Hill. After the parent teacher interviews we went out to dinner with another teaching couple from the school (Australian). The guy shares the same birthday as me, only two decades earlier. This is a large reservoir of drinking water for KL.A sample of the jungle views on the ride up. Looks like BC except that the vegetation is all tropical: palms, bamboo, etc. And when we got soaked by the rain, we were warm. While we were stopped here we could hear the monkeys jabbering away in the trees around us.

Week 16

That is hard to believe. We've been here for 16 weeks and it still feels like we are just beginning to settle in. As we listen to report of snow and the onset of winter back home it seems even more strange. The weather is the same now as it was when we arrived. 32 degrees and humid. On the way up the elevator today, a little girl and her dad got on with us. The girl was in a school uniform and we started talking to her about school. Her dad said that at the end of this week, a seven week holiday would start. Maureen asked if it was their summer holiday. They kind of gave us a funny look and said, "No it is just holidays." I guess it is always summer here. Sunrise and sunset has also been consistent. The sun has risen at 7:00 am and sets about 7:00 pm everyday.

Well, for those of you following the blog you'll be happy to know that no shame was brought to the Bukit Utama Line Dancing Club on account of Maureen. She enjoyed herself last week but has decided that 3 days per week are a little too much of line dancing even for her. She will back off to one apparently. I've included a picture of some members of the club and one of the whole group preparing to strut their stuff.


On Wednesday (Tuesday back in NA remember) we were invited to one of the American teachers condos for an election party. There are a number of Americans at the school and they were ecstatic with Obama's win. I think we were invited to accept an apology on behalf of the group, who had for the last 8 years been claiming to be Canadians when traveling around, as they were embarrassed about their leadership and foreign policies. Here is a photo of them smiling and flashing the V sign.

Last week was an awful week at school. On Tuesday, one of Maureen's Grade 2 PE students, asked to go see the school nurse part way the morning. She was complaining of being dizzy and nauseous. The nurse called her mom to come and get her. Her condition rapidly got worse and by the time the mom arrived the nurses had already made arrangements for her to be transported to a doctor's office about a 1/2 block away. They immediately called for an ambulance and rushed her to the hospital. She was put on life support right away but did not make it. The whole school is still reeling from the shock and speed of her death. Tomorrow evening her memorial service will be held at the school.
The school really is a center in the lives of the students and parents whose children attend there. Yesterday(Sunday) I was at school doing some work and about 30 families(all Swedes, if I can judge by the blond hair) showed up to play game on the sports field. It was neat watching the families all have fun together. The school is the expat families focal point. Hence the reason for the memorial service at the school.

Friday night about 50 of us hopped on a bus and rode to the Heineken brewery for a tour. One of the parents from the school is the master brewer and he invited us for a tour. It was rather interesting. We got to see the production end of things which was rather fascinating considering the volume they put through. 70000 cans and 50000 bottles and a bunch of kegs every hour. What most enjoyed, of course, was the opportunity to sample their products in pub that they have. They also fed us and gave us a goodie bag at the end of the night. I've included a photo of some of the revellers.

The rest of the weekend was pretty quiet. We did manage a bike ride ourselves out to the rubber plantation. It is actually quite close to us and provides a bit of a respite from the city. I've included a photo of the planation itself and one of a tree being tapped.

Halloween, River Rafting, and Terry Fox Run

Another eventful and hectic week and weekend has come and gone. I think the highlight was the river rafting trip we did on Saturday. (I say I think, because it was all pretty good.) We traveled about an hour and half out of KL to Sungai(river) Selangor. It is actually hard to believe but we haven't had rain for about a week now, so the river was a little low. Just high enough to be navigable for rafting. We spent a lot of time leaning to the left, leaning to the right, charging to the front of the raft and then to the back to get over and around the rocks in the river. It was quite exhausting actually. There about 12 of us from the school who went and we were joined at the river by about 15 Malays. The whole trip took about 4 hours to complete. The first part was pretty rough but the last was fairly calm although the river moved fast. Most of us spent the last kilometer or so lying back in the water and floating downstream. It was great fun although we came out of the water looking rather like shriveled prunes. At the end of the trip we were treated to a rather delicious Malay lunch of Nasi Lemak. I've included a little video clip of my raft crashing down one little rapid.






Friday was Halloween, of course. I love how they do it at this school. Nothing, except for the K and pre-schooler classes, happens during the school day.(The pre-schoolers, by the way, attend school from 8:30 to 1:30. The K students go all day) The parents arrive at the school right at 3 o'clock and get to work. Because most of the kids live in condos, making trick-or-treating problematic, the school event is the main thing for them to do. The kids come to school at 7 pm and wind their way through the hallways and get treats at each floor or area of the school. Between 3 and 7 the parents have transformed the school into a Halloween heaven for kids. Each grade level is located in a different floor or wing of the school. The grades go from Pre-school 1 (3 year olds) to Grade 5. There is quite the competition among the moms to create the best Halloween hallway and so the decorations are something else. Most of the moms are well-educated with professional backgrounds who are now stay-at-home moms while their husbands work for multi-national corporations based in Malaysia. They're bright and energetic and know how to get things done. After the kids were through with the trick-or-treating they could then go to the breezeway (best way to describe this is the big open area inside the school entrance where parents drop-off and pick up kids) for games the parents had set up or go to the courtyard where they had a hip-hop artist doing his thing. Maureen and I dressed up. She was a gypsy and I was a pirate. Our only duty was to wonder around and talk to the kids and their parents. The middle school was having a dance so we checked that out also.


Twister was one of the games the parents had. Kids and parents get involved in it all.

Today was the Terry Fox Run. Maureen had spent all week showing the Terry Fox videos to her students, having them do a mini-run in class (at 32 degrees and 85% humidity they don't run for long) and encouraging them to come out to the TF Run at Lake Garden Park in KL. Lots of them showed up to run with their PE teacher. Last year there were over 5000 participants in the run and there were at least that number again this year. It is very well organized and lots of fun.




The rest of today, Sunday, I am spending doing report cards. I suppose that explains why I'm filling in the blog earlier than usual. Maureen is off to some kind of line dancing event. There is a group of women, about 25 I think, who practice line dancing at our condo 3 days a week. Maureen joined up with them. There is some kind of big extravaganza event today with all the line dancing clubs in KL. Line dancing is a big thing here for some reason, along with karaoke. I'll probably take a miss on both of those experiences. Anyway the local dancers have been after Maureen to make it to practice regularly so she doesn't bring shame to the club. I'll let you know what happened with that next time.


This raft didn't quite follow the chute. Believe it or not they survived the landing.


Maureen the Gypsy queen.The MKIS Sr. girls Basketball team at the Terry Fox Run.

Happy Deepavali

The fireworks are still going off as I write. Last night they were firing off for about 4 hours. This weekend was Deepavali, the Indian Festival of Light or Harvest Festival. We got today, Monday, off and were able to enjoy another cultural event in Malaysia. When we arrived at school last Monday there were rice creations like the one above all over the school. Students, parents, and staff of Indian origin had spent the weekend putting together these rice reliefs. This one was rather large and what you see is only one part of it. These were all over the city where ever people gather, the malls, public offices etc.. This one had to be covered up at night or the monkeys would destroy them running around.
The week was a busy one at school. Besides Deepavali, there was a read-a-thon, and UN Day. On Friday all the different nationalities (that had there act together) put on a little performance for the rest of the school to demonstrate their national pride. It was a great event. It gave a perspective of how many from each nationality are at the school. The order seems to go Dutch, Korean, American, Philippine, Swedish, Australian, Brazilian, Swiss, Indian, and others. The Canadian group is rather small and weren't organized enough to get a performance together, although Maureen has plans to change that for next year.

A Dane and Dutch girl in National colours.
My class dress for UN Day. There are Korean, American, German, Swedish, Australian, Singaporean, Danish, Swiss, Argentinian, Italian, Chinese, Indian, and Taiwanese, and maybe some more.

We did have a long weekend but decided to hang about KL for a change and be a local tourist. On Saturday, after tennis, we met up with some other teachers and headed off to Brickfields or Little India to check out the festivities. I could almost imagine what it would be like in India. The area was packed full of people and there were hundreds of stalls selling every imaginable item. As Deepavali represents the beginning of something new the Indians by a lot of new things, clothes etc. Maureen did manage to end up with a nice looking Indian outfit. The sites, sounds and smells are still with me a couple of days later.The stalls at Brickfields extend right onto the street and the street was bumper to bumper traffic.

On Sunday I made use of the GPS I purchased and we drove downtown to on of the parks, Bird Park. It is a very large area, acres and acres, that have been netted off and have birds of every variety in. It was a great way to spend an afternoon. We tried to head up to one of the towers but the crowds there were a little much for us. We joined some friends for dinner at a Mexican restaurant and then headed to a open area cafe/pub to watch the soccer match between Liverpool and Chelsea.


There is 9 hole golf course that goes around our condo so we tried that out today. We thought we might try golf once a month or so. It is actually a nice little course and we enjoyed going out with a couple other of the teachers from the school. This evening we were invited out to a Deepavali open house at our condo. The realtor that we got our condo through is Indian and he invited us. The food was incredible. Maureen got the opportunity to dress up in her new outfit.

Kuala Selangor

Last week Maureen had her students present the hip-hop routines they had made up in PE class. She invited parents to come and watch the performance. Most of the moms here are stay at home mom (as the dads earn lots) so she had large audiences come for each class. Not sure how the rather proper administration felt about the kids wondering around out of uniform and showing 'attitude'.


We figured out one place we will take visitors to when they come to Kuala Lumpur. Kuala Selangor has the Firefly Park. The variety of firefly found in the park is quite large, about 6 cm long. They gather in a certain species of tree called berembang by the thousands after dark. The incredible thing about them is that they flash in synchrony. It is like watching a Christmas tree display minus the tinsel. We drove to the park after school on Friday, about 1 1/2 hour drive from KL. Our accommodation was right at the park in chalets that are on stilts out on the water. After dark we got in a electric motored boat for a tour up the river to view the fireflies. The display and experience were absolutely incredible. It really was quite magical drifting up the river in the silent boat watching the fireflies put on a show. Apparently there are usually hundreds of others viewing the firefly but for some reason we hit a quiet night and had a boat all to ourselves. We travelled with some other teachers from school, Chris and Cindy.

The next day we toured around the area visiting an old look-out hill used by the Indian, the Dutch, and British as a look-out onto the Straits of Malacca. At the base of the hill is Taman Alam Nature Park. We toured around and explored the park until the mid-day heat drove us back to our air conditioned car. HSBC is a big sponsor of the park and replanting of the of the mangroves in the swamp. We met a large crew of HSBC bank employees up to their armpits in mud having a great time planting trees. This was interesting for us as HSBC is the bank Pedja works for back in Vancouver.There were lots of monkeys at the look-out. They were of a much friendly variety then the ones at school. Most of them we just chilling out like this one in front of the cannon.
Maureen with Chris and Cindy on the boardwalk in the mangrove area of the nature park.

On Sunday we got up early and headed off on a bike trip to FRIM (Forest Research Instutute of Malaysia). It was an epic ride there of about 15 kms of freeway and interchange biking. We did have some great biking in the park itself. There were about 15 of us. Maureen was the only female but she showed us all how to endure the mud. We came in from the backside of the park and rode through to the entrance where we had a great breakfast from a vendor of Nasi Lemak. It was delicious. A heaping plate of this and some sweet hot tea set us back the equivalent of about $.75US. The bike trip of about 55 km took us about 5 hours to complete and we arrived home ready for a quiet afternoon.Riding on the trails in the forest reserve was quite nice. There were lots of people around enjoying the biking or hiking on the trails. The ferns and vegetation are something else.

The mud in places was something else also.Just at the foot of the FRIM park there are hundreds of flower and plant stalls. Many of them sell orchids like this.

Happy Thanksgiving

I'm sure everyone back in Canada is well stuffed from dinner and looking forward to all the creative ways to use up turkey leftovers. We were thinking of everyone. Holidays times with friends and family are special indeed and not being with folks at home does tug at the heart.
We did manage to have a Thanksgiving Dinner with about a dozen other Canadians and their families. It was a bit of a challenge with limited resources as far as kitchen supplies but everyone chipped in and we were well fed. One of the teachers even managed to find a turkey for us. The teaching staff does have a good mix of younger and wiser, more mature teachers such as Maureen and I. The get togethers are kind more like the old days in BC when there was a mix of ages in the teaching profession that would hang out with each other. We sort of forgot what it was like to have wee ones around though. It was rather noisy and we have been cleaning up play dough and other toys for two days now that found there way into various crevices in the couch etc..
Saturday we had a wonderful cultural experience. One of the teachers is married to a local Indian fellow. (Maureen has habit of calling these folks East Indians and the little grade one Indians are always correcting her. "What are you talking about maam? We are Indians not East Indians." Imagine the accent)
Lucas(the eel man in a previous post) played field hockey for the Malaysian national team some time ago and knows Maureen coached field hockey for years. He invited us to attend the JollyLads Veteran's Field Hockey Banquet. All the male field hockey players here, similar to Canada, are of Indian background. The banquet was held in a rather nice hotel downtown. We arrived about 7:30 and the entertainment started soon after. There were two dance groups, a couple comedy acts, a couple of musical performers, and a number of official ceremonial events. Dinner was a brief respite in between the acts (all of Indian variety) It was very good and very spicy. The acts were rather amazing. Great dancers and musicians and even though I could only understand about 1 in 3 words from the stand-up comedian (he was really laying on the accent) he was hilarious. The entertainment lasted until midnight and then the dancing started. The music was Bollywood and everyone danced. Maureen and I learned Snoop Dog's dance moves to the Bollywood film he was in. (Not much more than tapping the chest and pointing in the air) The men all brought a bottle of Scotch to share with the table. Maybe that explains why they all danced so well.
Lucas seemed to be related to most folks there and introduced us to more cousins than I have known anyone to have. One is the deputy chief of police for KL and I figure that might be a good contact.
I guess this a big affair in the Indian community. The ambassador from Romania to Malaysia was there as the guest of honour. We got to watch him try to unsuccessfully hustle some of the better looking girls.
Anyway it was a fun evening. Needless to say I didn't make it up in time to do the early morning bike on Sunday.

Koh Phi Phi

This is a view of the two main bays of Koh Phi Phi with the village inbetween.


This was taken from our breakfast table.


We spent our Hari Raya holiday in Koh Phi Phi, Thailand. What a spot!!! We flew from KL to Krabi on September 27th and then took an hour and half ferry boat to the island. Most of the island rises in steep limestone cliffs from the ocean. These are covered, of course, with lush tropical vegetation. Interspered between the cliffs are the most beautiful white sandy beaches. The village of Phi Phi is set inbetween 2 bays. The place was pretty well wiped out during the tsunami of 2004 but is beginning to come back to life. It is a mecca for backpacking youths from all over the world. (We met German, Israeli, English, Australian, New Zealanders, Swedish, American, Italian kids but no Canadians.) They go because it is beautiful, funky(no cars, curvy little paths for streets), accommodation can be cheap ($5 a night), there is lots of diving and snorkeling, no slease, and at night the place comes alive with parties. Moe and I enjoyed all of it except the party part. We were in bed by 10:30 most nights enjoying the fact we could unwind from the wild ride we've have since last February when we went to the job fair in Toronto. We kept ourselves pretty busy during the daytime also. The weather was off the first couple of days so we both managed to finish off a couple of novels while enjoying the view and wandering around a bit. We went out snorkeling on the first day it looked like the weather was about to turn. We loaded up with about 12 others(all under the age of 30) in a long tail boat and headed off to about 7 different places to snorkel. This is a street in Phi Phi. There are no cars. Goods are moved around in little push carts.

One of places we went to was called Bamboo Island. It was about a 25 minutes crossing from Phi Phi and a thunder storm came up about 5 minutes into the crossing. We got totally drenched from the rain and waves. Maureen was sure that was the end of us. The kids all thought it was the highlight of the day. The weather cleared up for the rest of the day but the seas stayed rough which made any crossing rather wet. I loved our visit to Maya Bay. This is the place where the movie, The Beach, was filmed. (Never saw the movie myself but bought it last night) It was spectacular. We had to crawl through a cave to get to it. Maureen loved that part.The beauty of Phi Phi inspired the latent artist in Maureen.


Other things we did in Koh Phi Phi:

• took a Thai cooking course
• walked to the view point everyday
• hiked to a couple other beaches on the island
• rented kayaks and snorkeled on some bays around the island
• read and relaxed
• watched the fire show warm-ups (they have these every night but we never did stay up late enough to catch any of the actual shows)
• got Thai massage(Al) and pedicure/manicure(Moe)
  

On Friday we took the ferry back to Krabi and spent the night at Ao Nang beach. This a more typical Thai resort area. It is a lot smaller and quieter than Phuket. This is still the low season so it was quiet enough to enjoy. Apparently it is the place where all the Swedish go to holiday in Thailand as in high season they make up 80% of the tourists. It was nice to stay in a little better hotel and there was more shopping for Maureen.

The sunsets from the viewpoint were incredible.


Some people have been asking for our address and phone number so here they are.

A1-29-2
Bukit Utama 1
#3 Changkat Bukit Utama, PJU6,
Bandar Utama, 47800
Petaling Jaya,
Malaysia

We actually live in Petaling Jaya and not the city of Kuala Lumpur although I have no idea where one begins and ends.
Our home phone is 037-713-5540. I believe the country code is 6. We are 15 hours a head of Pacific time.
Our cell #'s are Al- 017-360-7371
Moe-017-360-7372

Company

This was a big weekend for us. We had our first visitor. Bruce Mackenzie had business in Singapore and dropped in on the way back to London. Singapore is about a 3 hour drive south from here. It was nice to have a Canadian friend drop in and to catch up on old friends and family.
We managed to find Bruce a tennis partner to replace his wife Marilyn. Bruce and Maureen got thoroughly thrashed as per usual. Bruce left on Saturday evening and I got brave enough to drive him to KL Central where he could catch a shuttle to the airport. We managed to find our way there and back without getting lost once. We even stopped in at the market in Bangsar. We were hoping to find veggies and fruit but because this is Ramadam the only merchants there were food vendors. There are hundreds of different choices of great smelling and looking food. I've added photos of a few.
The tennis team. Bruce is on the left and Paul, a teacher at Mont' Kiara, is on the right. Paul's wife, Melanie, another teacher and former Aussie beach vb champ, joined us. With her as it partner it wasn't too hard to beat the old man and the cripple.

This is sort of a porridge wrapped in banana leaves.

The food is cooked right there. It all smells quite good. We had just eaten before going there so plan to go back and try things out.

Lots of different juices are also available. See how they are served in plastic bags. You slip straws in through the top and sip away.

On Sunday I went for a bike ride with the boys up the mountain again. Johnny, from the bike shop, talked me into putting slick tires on the mountain bike. It made for an even faster ride down the hill. Maureen took up a better offer and played tennis with a couple of teachers from school. I made it home just before the rain storm in the video. The storms are wild here. Being on the 29th floor we are in the middle of them.
Sunday evening we had Paul and Melanie, 2 of their 3 daughters, and another couple from the school for dinner. This was our first company for dinner since we've come, Maureen, of course, was in her element cooking up something from the Whitewater cookbook.

Here we are. We rode a few kms higher than last time so that we could get to the sign.

Life in KL

I can remember reading the book "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe" to my own children and to students at school. There is one quote I remember Lucy making as she describes Narnia. She says that in Narnia it is 'always winter but never Christmas'. I feel it is kind of like that here only it is 'always summer but never holidays'. Oh well we have a week off 2 weeks from now.
I thought I tell about a couple of everyday adventures here. Last Thursday I got a flat tire. I changed the tire and then got directions to a place to get it fixed right away. We pulled into this little area with a bunch of shops. I parked in this marked parking spot on the street and right way a couple of guys came up to me and indicated I couldn't park there because it was the place where they did their car washing business. It didn't look like there was anywhere else to park so I asked how much was it to wash my car as it was a little dirty. RM13 was the response (about $4). For this they wash the outside and vacuum it throughout, even including the trunk. They pointed to another spot for me to go as I was in the vacuum area so I drove over to it only to be told I couldn't park there because there were about 5 cars in front of me. Maureen, of course, is laughing the whole time and starts chatting up all the guys I was trying to butt in front of. We found out it took about 45 minutes to get you car washed once they get to it because they are so thorough. The tire shop guy eventually took care of my parking problem. He fixed the tire and checked things over for the grand total of RM5 ($1.75).

Saturday morning we thought we head to one of the local malls to get some groceries and hit up Ikea for more stuff. I dropped Maureen off in front of Ikea and I went to park next door at Tesco to pick up the groceries. We knew Saturday afternoon was bad but thought we might beat the throngs. Wrong!! I drove around the parking lot for about 40 minutes to find a spot. I wanted to leave and look for another parking area but I had no idea where one was. When I finally did get into the store it was wall to wall with people. I fought through the lines to grab what I had on the list and then proceeded to wait for 30 minutes to get through the till. I met up with Maureen just outside of Ikea. She had run into one of the teachers at the school and was having a relaxing lunch.

Saturday night we went for a sail fish and chicken fish dinner. Both of them were very tasty. I have no idea what the real name is for chicken fish but it is very meaty and does taste a bit like chicken. We just had to get over the idea that the eye socket was located about where the dorsel fin would be in salmon. The restaurant was downtown. The street was crowded with restaurants that spilled out on to it. The fish we ate were either swimming around in tanks or laid out on ice. There were about 25 of us from the school there. We met a bar near the school and then grabbed a brace of taxis to take us downtown. It was lots of fun especially when the live eel come out. Tradition is that all the new teachers have to kiss it. After dinner we headed to a club. There were some teachers from the International School of Kuala Lumpur playing in a band so we went to dance for a bit. While we were wandering there my mentor teacher talked me into trying durian(I think that is what is called) It is this big bumpy fruit. It smells horrible and you just eat the pulp around the seeds. My breath is just getting back to normal but my sore throat is gone. Apparently the local saying is 'when the durians go down the sarongs go up.' One of joys of the whole experience is using the local toilets. I've added a photo for you to see.
The group at the restaurant. We're in the middle of street.
Lucas, one of the teacher's husband, is getting the eel ready to make its rounds.

Here's the toilet. Yup you squat, the water is for cleaning, no tp.