Noticed that when having fish ball noodles at Yong Peng.
The noodles? It was little and i didn't feel full.
Despite the bumpy roads, Yong Peng is truly a charming land.
After hours down the freeway and police's roadblocks,
Our family entourage parked into a local church.
Welcomed by the humble pastor, a true shepherd of flocks.
Toured around the cozy church with 2 storehouses merged.
Picked up the orphans to Tesco for shopping.
Fed some fishes and turtles at a lake,
Can't imagine their joy caught on camera, touching.
Seems pretty cliche, i know, but truly it aint fake.
Scratching up some background stories of theirs,
And acknowledging their character.
Just like shredding droplets of past tears,
All while tossing bread into the water.
With airplanes flying over constantly,
However, didn't disturb the solitary scenery.
Maintaining its wondrous art and beauty,
For our "emo" atmosphere, haha, exclusively.
Then it was a Sunday that day after,
Went in early and sat in the air-conditioned service.
Legs crossed on a chair at a corner,
Awaiting the One through words journaled long before this.
Lunch outside the church after that peaceful Presence,
Patiently waited for the 12th hour to sms.
Those who faham, keep this as our secret essence,
It's for some to know and some to guess.
Soon after, went up north a little to another small town,
Kahang was the name. Yeap, pretty weird.
But it proved me wrong with what it's known for and crowned,
Was blown away for staying there and cheered.
An organic farm with creatures both tamed and wild,
Rabbits, ducks, swans, birds and cows roaming around.
The gentle play incorporated with strong wind but sometimes mild,
Hosting vast paddy fields and a still lake where local lotus were found.
Just beside the lake, still filled with mud and water, but more filthy,
Was the commando course snared with obstacles.
Set apart for us to challenge our strength and fight gravity,
Allen, of course, was the first to go and to tackle.
Before sun down, dad and I shared a small boat,
Rowed across the squarish lake, taking in nature.
Astounded by each sight of the breathtaking scenery while afloat.
Realized that God's work can't be fully videoed nor captured.
Then you know la,
Brown rice and fresh fish over the romantic sky with bright, blinking "flour".
8am sharp, (man this is taking forever!)
Caught my first fish, but it was young and small.
So i let it back for the a future traveler,
Followed by breakfast at a ranch-like-canteen-style hall.
To wrap it all up, I stepped on a set of bamboos,
Then with another bamboo in hand.
Embarked on the water and sailed through,
Rafted and chilled for hours before i hit land.
On the way back home,
Stopped by the famous Kluang station for tea-break.
I can't finish this on my own,
Haha, cos i know my vocabulary can't describe all the intake.
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