Discovering and Conquering Saga Hill

Every time I pass by the Ampang, I would be wondering and asking my sis, how come with so much greenery, there arent any place to hike except for Klang gates. There must be some mountain hidden behind those housing ground which we are not aware of it?

True enough a week ago, I finally discovered there was indeed a hiking ground in the inner part of Ampang and yesterday I conquered it along with Suet and 2 other friends who all trainning for 10km marathon.

The trek is about 2 hours climb and has many entrances and exit which even leads to Cupecs. The track to me was actually easy, similar to KK trek where the places to climb and walk are nicely formed. Nevertheless, I was panting like crazy and drank half of 100 plus before reaching to hill top.

The most difficult part of climbing Saga Hill was for the fact that it was extremely steep and one get dizzy by just looking up. Some even to the extend of vomiting. So the best way to climb is by just looking at the ground. All one need is good stamina.

The hill top is surprisingly flat. Hence, the residence/hikers has decided to make it into exercise/resting ground as how its been done in Penang's Bukit Jambul. There are swing and hammock everywhere but no food stall selling Ice Lemon Tea. Sigh!

We waited for couple of minute and headed down. There are many option to get down and some even lead to Bukit Apek and Cupecs. Suet and I took an alternate route while the other two girls went down the same way up.

Getting down was even easier then I predicted. Me always being careful while coming down, was shocked that this time I was practically running my was out. The hike was really good. The hill is really cool and isolated, yet one would be surprised that its filled up with resident from Taman Saga. Highly recommended for training.

A peEk inTo mY HapPy SaNtuary

A year and half ago my so call happy sanctuary was a real bore. Not only that, it had leakages every where that my CC used to say that I would be needing sampan to get in. Nevertheless, I refused to move out as its location was good, far away from the main entrance and bosses room. Ashamed of my self, I decided to decorate my room, little by little with stuffs from home. It was presentable and I was happy. Along came this stupid Japanese policy of 5s initiated by Treasury and it was determined that we didn’t live up to the 5s standard. The sad part was, my department got the lowest. So my HOD instructed all to get involve in keeping our territory clean, organize and label in line with the 5s or else we would be in hot soup!

So for the past one month, little by little I cleaned, I removed clusters, organized, labeled and finally redecorated my room as admin finally decided to get someone to solve my leakages problem. The result is my little happy sanctuary which gave me 70% score.

My sofa set corner

Beautiful posters on the wall

My set tea deco

My working corner ..oh yeah that's a window!

My desk with colourful backdrop..oh yeah flat screen

My happy daisy screen saver with little sunshine on the left and colourful backdrop

My happy sunshine

My colourful bulletin board

My happy dancing daisy on my colourful table cloth ...

My happy cat calender which always in the wrong date ...


My neatly stacked and labeled files and books

My neatly stacked stationery
Neat huh! Not like me at all :)


My cute sharpener


and at last

My self made Bible for now..all information are gathered in there :)

So why is this place special?

1. Because many of the things are ancient and from home and things I bought from holidays

2. Its colourful and colours makes people happy

3. A whole lots of smile daisy, one of my very favorite flowers.

4. Less noise, a whole lot of space to breathe and sunshine through the window.

Note:

CC- Chief Clerk

HOD-Head of Department

5s-Japanese policy to keep the place organised

Sampan- little boat used in the villages

Who's the Culprit?

Just like any other typical 'office employee", I have lots and lots of pencils all neatly stacked in a little mug at the corner of my table. To me drafts are waste of time. I guess, I am too lazy to write and rewrite hence totally believing in typing straight into the PC. Nevertheless, my pencil are always handy while I am answering phone calls, looking into facts and figures and scribbling a little something!!!!

At times, it comes handy when its need to write down what my boss's instruction. And many times, when my boss calls me to her room, despite having a whole lot of pencil neatly kept in my mug, I always ended up picking one particular pencil and its so embarrassing to even admit that the pencil belongs to me. Wondering how a piece of pencil can be absolute embarrassment? Here how it is.

Can you spot the edge of The Pencil?


If you look closer this is what you get? Not close enough?


Nah, up close and personal?

Don't you think its embarrassing for an officer writing her minutes in this pencil?


This is how The Pencil looks while I am scribbling something.

It seems like a curse that I have to always pick this particular pencil while I am with my boss.

I always wonder who would have bit The Pencil such way?

One fine day, decided to bring The Pencil back home for photo session and showed it to ma.

Ta da, one look at it and she named the culprit?

So who do you think is the culprit?

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Yah man ...look at that pity full face. That's how he looks when he is guilty. Bad bad rusty!!!! He he he he

Lao PDR- City of Shakes, Sandwishes, Silk, Silver, Shopping and Saint

The year 2008 was the year I finally decided to be an independent traveller. Hence, my semi solo backpacking conquest first started with Sabah and then followed by Lao. It was the most amazing experience I ever had.

On 25 October 2008, my journey to Lao begain at Vientiane with my dear friend Suet Mun. Many opposed on me venturing to this beautiful land, claiming it to be unsafe, dangerous and not a place to go. But it didnt bother me or Suet much.

However, merely a week in Lao totally changed my perspective on this country. To me its perfectly wonderfully safe place to travel and a must visit place by all. What a person need is enough dollars in their pocket, smile and bargaining power.

In Lao, the word "PDR" stand for "please don't rush". True enough once you step into this beautiful paradise, you feel as though you have walked back to the past. The time just stops and you stop thinking even with out their beer Lao. Just simple coffee/shakes with various type of baguette and beautiful scenery is just sufficient.

To me this is how I see Lao. My journey from Vientiane -Vang Vieng - Luang Prabang -Vientiane

The people:

Cafe, Restaurants and Local stalls:

Food:

Mode of transportation in Lao:

1. Long Distance Buses 2. Their famous tuk tuk

3. Various types of boat...
4. Combination of both tuk tuk and boat


5. Various types of Bikes

6. Self made 3 and two wheels

7. And my favorite of all..no wheel

Guesthouse

Vientiane

Vang Vieng
room at one corner

toilet on the opposite

Luang Prabang :

luxury

Real budgeted

Shopping:

Market:

Temples and monks:

Temples:

Land of Doggies: