Hectic Weekends

That weekend in hot mid-April was just a hectic one. A housewive-like act with a few colleagues for that long-hour HK series marathon was more to a get-together than appetite-filling for some made-up plots. That took 10 hours out of that peaceful Saturday. Late evening, I got a call to help someone up in the office to finish up a self-prototyping PCB board. Then I was just in time before picking up my sister from the jetty back to her hostel that night.

Muka Head and Lighthouse were just mysterious enough for me that I couldnt resist the temptation to join a group of 11 other collegues. Waking up 6am in the Sunday morning, we tottered through the dense woods just by the seaside and occasionally reached some patches of white sandy beaches before finally made our way up to the lighthouse. I reached the top second, behind frequent jungle-trekker KC, and surprisingly May made it just behind us to make it half an hour ahead of the others. The view from the top of the lighthouse was simply soul-pacifying.



I think this looks like beaches in Lake Tahoe. Just that it's not as azure probably the sun wasn't high up.


Unadulterated smile of the boy leading us up the lighthouse.


Serene, disturbed only by a few eagles dotting the skyline majestically

The weekdays following that were overwhelming as well. A dinner at DOME with old high school frens (that was when I got to know that Daniel is a brother of a fren in the calss next door, and I had had a talk with that Malaysian Idol 9 years ago in a camp), farewell for yet another KakiMakan fren WT for his leaving for KL and promotion treat from the latest specialist engineer in the office packed the week. It was probably a little too much for a 26-to-27yo single guy that my housemates started to guess that I might be seeing someone. Ha. ha. But nope.

Think I gotta make up what I left behind at work starting tomorrow.

Mushaboom

"And we'll collect the moments one by one I guess that's how the future's done"

I was watching this Megastructure in Discovery about six flag marine park on one lazy weekend that all out of a suddent that I remembered I'd been to one of those in Vallejo California. It really came to me as a great astonishment that my "business vacation" to Rohnert Park has been two years from then.

Perhaps the memory did not carve deeply as I thought they would be. So I've decided to make a two-year-dued shattered journal on my visit.

I landed on San Francisco Airport in early May 2004. End of spring. Interrogated by the immigration and ISA for my application for visa was not processed on the spot back in KL. Picked up by Debbie with a small coach, we headed to Rohnert Park. We took highway 101 (I supposed) and that was when I caught a look of beautiful mansions along some part of the highway at night! And the dimly lit Golden Gate Bridge was just, erm, breathtaking..

Then, it's either the whole Jumbo B team ate too much at Changi airport 16 hours ago or may be the nice looking coach was just skin deep, it broke down. We stopped at Petaluma after a forced exit from the highway (somewhere near the Motel 6).


We were picked up by another coach and safely arrived Rohnert Park Vintage Pointe Apartment. It was near midnight by then. I am in Apartment #13, sharing the two-room apartment with KA. Unpacked, brushed, called home, went off to bed.

ps: Oh we cant figure out how to turn the shower on that we got to call Syamimah, some Malaysian folk who was already there, to figure it out!) hahaha!

*****

The next morning I got a morning call from our Team Leader (later a.k.a Gousai See. or DogShit See. Dont misunderstand, she is a very pretty lady from my hometown!). Big boss was there in Rohnert Park for his last day stay before flying off to Portland. He had asked us to gather in his apartment for a short briefing and off we went out for shopping! Yay!

We went out to a chinese restaurant in the town of Rohnert Park and got a treat from our beloved generous mr Wee. We then made our first stop at Napa Valley Outlet. Bought some winter clothings and my durable $12 Nike Bag. The very next thing I know was we were then heading to San Franscisco!

We made trips to Pier 39 (the premier bay attraction) and Lombard Street before buying some groceries in the famous Chinatown and had a dinner there. On Wee again!

Friday

Went for “V for Vendetta” last weekend. Another above-average movie, but was sadly dragged down by unrestrained glorifying of the ideology of the movie itself.

It’s Friday again! The best night in a week that I would just love to have is Friday’s. (Well, if American Idol were shown on Saturday that I wouldn’t have to be back home before 9:30pm :D ). I have never doubted why there is no TGIS for Friday is having the affluence of a two-day off following it. :)