Friday, November 09, 2007

Surviving the 'Ganu

Certain survival skills are required to survive the east coast state especially if you’re coming from anywhere else in the world. Simply because there’s no place quite like it on the planet. If you’re coming for a visit then this wont apply to you, so carry on with your life. But if you’re here for more than a week, be warned.

Here’s a shortlist of what to expect and what you should prepare for.

1) Ever-changing traffic flow:
The one major road that connects all the towns together is undergoing some serious refurbishing. It’s been ongoing for a couple of years now and from the looks of things will continue to for a couple more. You thought the roads in Penang were tricky. Well, the course you took to work today may not be the same tomorrow.

2) Back to the dining halls:
Remember how the dining hall menu was on a 2-3 week rotation with the feeble hope that we wouldn’t get sick of it? Well, the phenomenon rears its ugly head here again as the variety of food available here is nothing short of pathetic. Every eatery run by a local offers pretty much the standard repertoire of 5 kinds of fried rice, 4 styles of cooking meats, tomyam and 2 styles of vegetable dishes. Sadly both your heart and wallet wont let you have McDonalds every single day.

3) The monsoon’s only fun for the Cup contenders:
For about 3 months in a year the state is perpetually wet. With the poor irrigation system and only one road linking the locals and their livelihood, the one reason why people prefer to work here rather than KL had just been obliterated. Also, be prepared to find an entire ecosystem living in your closet. Stock on mothballs….lots of mothballs.

4) 2 hours drive for a movie?
No wonder piracy is so rampant. Would you take a 2 hour drive to the next major city to catch a movie? Kuantan happens to be the one and only movie destination of the east coast. Locals got their hopes up for a new cinema at the Rantau Mall in Kerteh, but GSC decided not to bite after a feasibility study told them it was not economical. It’s just a cover up to appease the conservative locals who are appalled by the idea of having people of the opposite gender being in close proximity to one another in a dimly lit room. Why hasn’t there been a cinema in the state until now?

5) Penny wise pound foolish landlords:
So your rented house sprouts out little sawdust tunnels from the ceiling. You tell your landlord. The next week he shows up with two Siamese guys and two aerosol cans of mosquito repellent. Two months after the safety, health and environmental nightmare, you beg him to enlist a professional exterminator, but he says it’s “too expensive”. He tries to appease you with a different kind of chemical. This time, this one has pictures of termites on the label. Hey, anyone else have a house available for rent?

6) Leave the Lexus at home…..NOT.
It was after I got my car that I was suddenly overcome with fear of possibly having a very “eye-catching” vehicle. It didn’t help that a survey last year estimated that 95% of the cars in the east coast were national cars. My fear was allayed after arriving. Apparently the employees of the national oil company aren’t afraid to show how prosperous they think they are, especially around the month of August when the big fat bonuses are awarded. FYI, my steering lock has been relegated to a self defense weapon.

7) What are drive thru’s for?
The local McDonalds has a drive though facility which is supposed to be a privilege for those who want to have a quick meal. Unfortunately, like everything else here (excluding motorcyclists), the drive though lane goes at a snail’s pace. You’d have better luck standing in line. But do avoid lines with women and children.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Ode to the Travelling Pants

I was sitting on the ole porcelain throne while on a business trip recently, when I looked across the bathroom and hit an artistic "moment". There, hanging at the door was my weathered Old Navy pants I bought about three years ago.

I didnt really like this pair of pants when I first got it as it didnt fit too well on me (I tend to make these mistakes a lot). But until recently, did I realize that I've been wearing it quite often and it's really grown on me. Now it's one of the two 3-quarter pants that I wear out.

I liked it so much that I actually took the trouble to send it to the tailors when both front pockets sprouted holes after my sad effort of patching after it broke the first time. Other garments would have faced a dissimilar fate.

Here's to you, my old faithful...



Proof that I'm rotting o'er here.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Sleepless in the Ganu

Strangely enough, I decided to stay back here despite having a long weekend. But I decided that I would make the most of it. That of course would involve doing something that I wouldn’t normally do on a regular weekend.

I’ve always had the desire to somehow document how my surroundings are at night. Just to show the rest of the world how unique this town is. Once the sun goes down, another source of illumination takes over. It should be called the second city that never sleeps.

I was faced with a very interesting situation, as I trudged back to Kijal beach. Yes, it’s like my umpteenth trip to this place. But tonight I finally managed to do what I had planned in my head all this time. That was to take some long exposure shots of the shoreline. The situation was interesting because I had three sources of light. First, it was a pretty clear night and I had the moon in its fullest form. Then there was the stadium floodlights that light up the beach area. And finally, the reddish glow from the Intergrated Petroleum Complex in the background.


The Petronas' Kerteh Integrated Petroleum Complex (KIPC) breaks the eerie gloom of the Kerteh-Paka stretch. It also plays a major part in the light pollution that plagues the area.


Panorama of Kijal beach with the KIPC in the background as if the sun has just set. Things arent always as they seem around here. Shot was taken between 9.30pm and 10pm.


The beauty of photography is in capturing what the eye does not normally see. I was shooting in almost pitch black darkness. But what long exposures do is gather up light in a much larger quantity than the human eye does.


As a result of long exposures, the waves are transformed into smooth, ghostlike transitions lacing the shoreline.

More photos can be found here: http://www.pbase.com/mikench/kijalbeach


Enjoy....

Friday, February 02, 2007

Kampung Stories

1) Crime of Passion:

Just the other day one of my housemates came up to me and said that there was a complaint regarding our house. Apparently during one of the late night Premier League broadcasts, the Rukun Tetangga (Nightwatch) guys heard a commotion going on in my house.

They thought that there was a fight going on, but later realized that it was one of the (more passionate) residents screaming at the top of his lungs when Man United went one up against Arsenal. Shouldnt they have been watching the game too?


2) Grasscutting Conman:

One day as I was doing the laundry, I was startled by a figure at my front door. I went to investigate and there was this grasscutter who said, "Saya potong rumput,ah?" (I'm going to cut the grass).

His boldness in walking through our open gate and to our front door caused me to assume that he was the person contracted by our landlord to cut the grass every two months. So I allowed him to.

When he was done, he demanded for RM60 for his troubles. So I told him to take it from the landlord. But he refused and insisted that he got paid immediately. I sensed that something was amiss, so I called my other housemate to deal with the matter, since he knew how these things worked better than I did.

In the end, my housemate had to drive this guy to the landlord and there was this squabble that lasted for an hour. RM60 was way too much for a cut apparently (oh, what did I know?). The landlord refused to pay him. Eventually it was settled that the guy be paid RM50, 1/2 of which was to be paid by the landlord and the other, by the residents.

It was later discovered that this grasscutter guy used to be a convict. So I was quite relieved that the matter got settled. Should anything happen to our house or anything in it, I'd have a good reason to suspect somebody. Fingers crossed that should never happen.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Picking up the Pieces

I have to admit that I was on the verge of totally giving up photography as a hobby. Shocking but true. I found myself being more content with spending my little snippets of available time on MSN or catching EPL Highlights. But what a waste it would have been if I did.

I feel bad for abandoning Photomalaysia.com. I used to be one of their most frequent visitors and heavily contributed to their discussions. However, the urge to mingle around the photography circles has left me, which went hand in hand with me not having any new pictures to share.

Spluging half a fortune on equipment has weighed heavily on my conscience. How could I let all that money and more importantly time spent vaporize just like that? Sure I could sell all my stuff at a loss. But what if the bug decided to make like a boomerang and bite me once again?

A wonderful Christmas spent at home ended with a long and lonely journey back to the Ganu with a car packed will all my photo stuff. I had to make use of it. Sure it may not seem like I have the time. But all those times when I've seen something photo-worthy only to let it slip by will continue to haunt me unless I took action.

I have to say that it feels good that I have my stuff with me. It's only a matter of time before my colleagues discover that I'm a huge photo buff and label me as the official photographer for this event and that. I dont mind really. Heck, I'm already in the company rock band and regular futsal kaki. I cant continue living like an outsider. I've got to break into the group and fit in.

Anyway, this post has already gone down the road as just another one of those lists of disjointed rants. But before I end. I'd like to just share some photos I took this morning while scouting out for places to bring my visitors.

I love this Pantai Kemasek beach. It's got so much potential. Not that i'm doing it any justice at this time. But soon I will.


Daybreak


Castle Rock


Optimism in Adversity


The Road Home


Stay dry. :)

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Passenger Etiquette

I just absolutely go nuts over people who get a ride in my car and leave rubbish behind. The act is like the cardinal sin of riding in someone elses car. Isnt it enough that I'm doing you a favor by taking you from A to B at no charge?

Oh, Happy New Year btw.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Welcome to the Jungle

My 'black' housemate and I have agreed on a theme song for ourselves here in the East Coast. It wasnt hard after seeing hornbills in our compound one day and elephants walking the streets the next.

(Edited for content suitability)

Welcome To The Jungle
- Guns N Roses -


Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money honey we got your disease

CHORUS:
In the jungle, Welcome to the jungle
watch it bring you to your knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleed

Welcome to the jungle we take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed but it's the price to pay
And you're a very sexy girl that's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights but you won't get there for free
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
OOh, I wanna hear you scream

Welcome to the jungle it gets worse here every day
Ya learn to live like an animal in the jungle where we play
If you hunger for what you see you'll take it eventually
You can have everything you want but you better not take it from me

CHORUS

And when you're high you never ever wanna come down
so sown, so down, so down....YEAH

You know where you are?
you're in the jungle baby...you're gonna DIEEE
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
watch it bring you to your knees, knees
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
fell my, my, my serpentine
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
watch it bring you to your knees, knees
In the jungle welcome to the jungle
watch it bring you to you
its gonna bring you down....HA!!

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Oh, well....whatever gets us through the day.
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