Back!

It's a hazy day today, this is the sun at 6.30am back in Sibu. And it's back to work for most us after the raya break.

Back in Sibu, I encountered with an incident at the airport this morning. The passenger waiting area is usually packed during arrival, the traffic was in a mess this morning and I'd waited in a traffic jam for a chance to get in the line of cars only when I thought I was lucky considering to have found a spot just nice to squeeze in my car, a man in white shirt walked toward me and told me to drive off from the spot immediately. I told him, my passengers are just right in front of my eyes, it will take less than a minute for them to walk to my car and we can drive off immediately after that. Afterall I'm not blocking anyone or the way and I'm even aware of a JPJ official behind me.

The man insisted that I should move out of the spot the very instant, when I told him to give me a second, he raised his voice even sternly as if was pissed off. For the next few seconds he stood beside me shooing me away in Mandarin repeating the, 'zzhiar zhou!' (meaning, 'drive off') for a few times. I was a bit annoyed by then but choose to ignore him. What is he? He's not even a traffic official but a taxi driver. Although annoyed, his action amused me a little.

The Jacuzzi experience at the Sanctuary guest house. We drove back, it was a fine day and like many others, the season is finally over and looking forward to home.

On our way, I came to learn about a coffeeshop somewhere in the middle of nowhere famous for its 'Lo Ak' (braised duck) the place is called Sg. Tenggang and it was my first time I had heard of the place.

We stopped for a drink after hours on the road and found ourselves among others coming for the famous 'Lo Ak' duck rice that afternoon at Sg. Tenggang (hope I've got the spelling 'Tenggang' right) the brother-in-law had somehow ordered 2 ducks to be taken home, we stopped to collect the orders. I don't know anything about the story or hidden secret of duck rice at Sg. Tenggang and how it become famous, but I can tell the duck rice was fantastic unarguably one of the best I've ever tasted, but I also reckon it's almost similar to the Peking duck at Imperial Duck, Kuching.

Along the way we had a flat tyre experience after had ran over what we thought was a license plate fallen off a car. I won't be able to fix this.... thank God, superman is real! :)

It turned out to be rather a deep cut that completely damaged the tyre.

Posing while waiting.... We finally reached Sibu at 6pm after had stopped for a quick dinner at famous open air market, Sarikei.