My beach vacation!

Hey, this is my first post from our new home in Malaysia. I don't have enough words at my disposal to describe this place. This beautiful city is blessed with mountains and the sea! I get to blog lying on a hammock with starry skies above me and cool waters below (okay, the 'cool waters' comprise of our pond and two goldfishes), laze on the chempadak beach in the evenings, free foot scrubs from the ocean sand and a golf resort I can see from my bedroom window. And incidently, where they won't allow me anymore coz I have richoted more balls off lakes, mountains and bushes than get them anywhere close to the holes. Its so funny!! They just keep sending caddies later waddling down the lake to retieve them!

Our neighbours are chinese. Its wonderful to notice their customs. They have their kitchen out in the back verandah and also their dining table. So they have all their meals out in the open. What an awesome way to spend time with your family. Said hello to them over our walls of trees. Their children play peak-a-boo with us through gaps in the banana and wild, sweet smelling flower beds. They don't speak english much and we are so just starting to learn Malayan, Chinese, Japansese and a dozen other languages. On this island it looks like every other person speaks a different language. Unnaturally they all do manage to communicate with each other quite fluidly with smiles and hand shakes!!! So coming back to the point, in my 15 mins conversation with our neighbours the only work we mutually understood was momos. And yes, well enough we had two steaming boxes of momos, complete with spicy red sauce at our dining table. The momos were over in 10 mins, the finger licking continued for a good 1/2 an hour. The reciepe will take much longer to understand! Mum decided to return the favour with her best gajar ka halwa. The kids loved it. We now have 4 more people to vie with for her delicious sweets. Join the bandwagon please.

Now let me see, the only other chinese words I understand are chicken hakka noodles, chicken satay, talumein soup, cocktail prawns.... umm, or are they?? What the heck... lets give it a try ;)

You always have trepiditions while moving to a new country for a long duration. We naturally had our qualms too. Some of them got washed away last evening. We were driving down a new road, searching for a grocery store. And as it happens in a new city we invariably took a turn on a one way. We stopped in the middle of the road, bound to be on the receiving end of much honking, blasts and angry glares. But nothing happened. The guy infront of us backed off his car, also made sure that others did the same One lone guy awaiting customers infront of his restaurant, walked down the road, stopped the traffic coming in the opposite direction and made sure we were safely on our way back. Is there any surprise then that almost every person on this island speaks a different dialect and yet manages to communicate.