When Good Friends Went To Sekinchan
I have long wanted to visit several places around Malaysia but I have been flying overseas instead. I had wished to visit Kelantan, Terengganu, Sekinchan and the Islands of Redang & Perhentian. Finally last weekend, I managed to visit Sekinchan with my wife and her friends after their school's reunion at Kampar - Perak.
This is the participants by the ex school mates of Pei Yuan School at Kampar.
It was just a small number of students with their teachers as these days, it is
not easy to gather all the school mates together. These students were from
the classes of just 4-5 years only.
Can you Spot My Wife??
The journey by road to Sekinchan was less than one
hour from Kampar through the villages.
This photo is the small jetty at Sekinchan.
This is near the river mouth and the water is always muddy.
So many locals and tourists have been going to
visit their beach and paddy fields.
My wife and friends.
My wife and her darling.
These containers have been recycled and looked attractive.
There were many swings hanging from the big old tree.
The wait was like forever for me
to get a chance to sit on the swings.
This stall looks very colourful with many kites.
I love the rainbow colours!
There were so many different kites for sale.
I used to fly kites when I was a child
but they were made of rice paper.
I spent some minutes looking at the kids and teenagers
flying their kites. It brought me down the memory lane.
These friends lined by the beach and held their hands up!
They must be thanking the heavens.
We all need friends and they are very important.
I met many terminally ill patients during the Hospice care and
their bigeest regrets were not having friends
around during their final days.
You will not be lonely when you have
friends who will always support us
Even at my age, friends can still
be crazy and let our hair down!
I went to see the big paddy fields too and it was so refreshing to see the greens.
The whole narrow streets were lined with so many cars
from Kuala Lumpur and Singapore!
Honestly, the best paddy fields I had seen was in Bali where
they were grown in many contour layers that looks amazing.
Please remember that our friends are very important.
I come from a huge family clan yet I am closer to
all my friends and even bloggers.
Happy Weekend My Readers!