.....the quietness and serenity of this place. How nice if I could wake up to this view every morning.
This cow reminds me of my Panda. :(
This cow reminds me of my Panda. :(
I was 12 the last time I came here with Timmy and my parents. I can only remember taking a picture in front of the board which shows the route to Mt. Kinabalu. Can't believe 14 years passed by just like that! Oh my....Forty, 14 years from now.





27-29 August 2010: My mother and I followed my Dad to his church camp at Malacca.
In the afternoon, we sat on this rotating thing that went right up the tower. After that we went on the River Cruise along the Malacca River.
St. Francis' hand got chopped off by some dungus. Or maybe it fell off.
It was my first time sitting on the 'beca'. 10 buckaroos for one ride!