from Kuching to Telaga Air

The sole purpose of today's mini road trip was to find fresh cheap (cheaper than the ones sold in Pasar Satok at least) AND to eat fresh seafood, fresh prawns to be exact.

Telaga air is a fishing village some 45 minutes away from Kuching city centre.
Attractions include seafood, scenery (great for insta missions), seafood market, Jeti pelabuhan?? (Sungai Sibu) and of course a heaven for fishermen.

we started our journey at around 11.00 am, after we bought provisions for the road trip. and by provisions i mean, snacks. This is what i love about road trips, you buy snacks, chit chat along the way, look out for some more snacks (like the original Serapi Kelapa Shack -at which mum did not stop because the big ass speeding Pajero was following ever so closely form behind, Kerepek stalls, fruit stalls....)

Reached Telaga air at around 11.45 am, we decided to look for fishies first before feasting.

 

the turning to Telaga Air road, its hard to get lost in Kuching, you either follow the big SUVs carrying old people ( sons and daughters bringing their moms and dads to eat) or you follow trucks. yes. most of them are probably second men (buys fish in bulk and sells them back in the city at a higher price)

the road(s?) wind up down left right, just remember not to go above 80km/h (that's if your car is a small one) potholes are not uncommon.
just go along the whole stretch until you find the end of the road, like the picture below

you can see the river from here, there are loads of vendors selling food, most of them sell coconut water and jeruk asam. To the right, you will get to a fish market. for the freshest fish, come early in the morning. Or as a tip from my mum, watch the tides, if the tides are high, it means the fishermen can go back to land and vice versa.

ikan popot was available, a great fish if u want to make Umai out of it,
Ikan terubuk was also on offer, as well as bubuk (the micro shrimps-used to make cencaru(lu?), Rusip and belacan) a few other species of fish. and 4 rare yellow ikan Gelama, which my mum was quick to spot.

a few minutes walk down the road u may find multiple Jeti's, this was one of them, mum was scared we would fall off the concrete bridge hence we didnt go further










to be continued....
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Do it for yourself

Comfort zones away!! Be gone

The past week, I had contemplated on contacting the person from a certain franchise, they were looking for team members. Its not about the money per se, I wanted some good experiences, meeting new people and make new connections. I want my faith in humanity restored, its not gonna happen if I just stay at home, do chores, the usual visit to grandmas and picking up my sisters form school. I feel that I am out of touch.

I contacted them anyways and hoped for the best.

So, I brought up this idea to my mum.
She offered me rm1000 (1000 freaking dollars) to do house chores and to help her around the house. I mean, is that not what I'm doing now, only for free, maybe she doesn't see what I do for her. ( I've decided whenever she comes home I will rush down to sweep the floors and lipat the kain and make sure she sees it, if not she'll just say I'm a lazy ass, spoilt girl.)
Mind you, the job I'm applying to makes nowhere near what my mum is offering.

She tried to talk me out of it, I don't see where she was going with her arguments, coz I do the houseworks anyways, if she pays me, that means I'm obliged, if i dont do the work, she can't scold me for not doing the work right? (She scold me anyway, thats what mothers are for, scold/teach). I told her my reason, I wanted to broaden my horizon, meet new people, try something new. She said "okay". Okayyyyy with no contest.

Today, was the interview, my first ever interview, I had with me my one page resume and my certificates, reached the interviewing place early by 15 mins, I dragged my 2 little sisters along. I repaid their kindness with chocolate eggs, chocolate creme eggs, and of course KFC.
I was really out of my comfort zone, I have never done this kind of thing before, half of the time I wanted to go home. Just go home. The other half of me, questioned myself, was there anything to loose if I waited and do the interview? The answer was No. My sis nagged, 'we came all the way here, just to see u quit even before the interviewer has arrived? What about parking tix?'

The interviewer came, he was a nice man, cheerful and non threatening, so I filled up some forms and waited for my turn. A friend from high school came, she too was going for the interview. Phewwwww..ada gang

My turn came, all he asked was, explain things about yourself, why u want to work, describe yourself in 5 words, what are your qualification...it wasn't formal at all, we were like friends 'poreting'. His partner at one time, saw my CV and said, I can't do the job (I was highly confused?). I bluntly said, dude what are you talking about? This juicing job? I need to work with the government first? The government is the reason I am in this situation, how posibble??? He cleared the air bybsaying he is from a private medical institution... I let out a long 'oooooo' yes aaa?

My interview lasted about half an hour. It was fun. I hope I get it.

The moral of this story is, just do it, if you have done your research and you are confident in your findings why not? Just jump into it. Right?

#doonethingyouareafraidtodoeachday and all will be well.