Hang Tuah is a Malay warrior (I imagined him tall, tanned, lean muscular and not so friendly face) and as far as the old movies and books (that I read) is concern, nobody knows where his grave is.
I am so surprised when I am seen a Hang Tuah Mausoleum at Tanjung Keling, Malacca.
It is a long grave. He is tall!
From Sabah to Sarawak. I just love Borneo, and it never fails to impress me. That is what I am never tired and always excited to visit this exotic region. It is just like me the Asian exotic boy wondering in ancient exotic place wondering for a piece of exotic ………! (For you to fill in!).
As I told you in my earlier entry, my Borneo trip is ALWAYS work related but it doesn’t mean it is purely work. Love to have something in between, especially when you are in a place where the head hunters roam and chop heads roams quite some time ago!
If you want to see the room where this head hunters sleep and how they have fun (after chopping head of course), fork out RM60 a head to enter Sarawak Cultural Village!
I went to this amazing live museum with my friend and it is located less than an hour drive from the Kuching. I just can’t stop myself from chatting with the driver which is very well versed about Sarawak and almost anything. Talk about where to eat, he knows where to get the best ‘ayam penyet’, talk about economy, he knows about the stimulus plan and he even knows about who is among the richest guy apart from Bill Gates and Oprah and Darfur crisis. I am really, really impressed, considering he is only a driver without any significant qualification. He is even better than some of so called ‘executives’ I’ve known!
For your information, SVC is a museum where you can experience Sarawak multi- ethnic s lifestyle. It is NOT like some so called live museum and what they only exhibit is a pottery “Made in China’ in 2001 and claim it is REAL! SVC is REAL.
These are my moments at Sarawak Cultural Village, driver not included!
Posing at Sarawak Cultural Village Café. Did I eat something? Of course not! I need to maintain a slim figure with flat tummy……
In one of my signature pose at Bidayuh House. Look at the Bidayuh Girls; I am not sure if they are impressed with my pose or laughing with my ‘over the rainbow’ move!
Bidayuh traditional musical instruments made from shell… it sounds like do re me!
Me with Pua Kumbu. There are so many Pua Kumbu motives and not everyone can perform the weaving process. You must ‘receive’ a dream that tell you what type of motives. If you weave the wrong motives, then something bad will happen… including death to the weaver! Wow… if someone dream about me and weave the Pua Kumbu with myself as the motives but look bit overweight, he or she will die too. Believe me!
Kain ikat, some of the masterpieces at Iban House.
This is the stage for Borneo Rainforest World Music Festival, held every year.
The wood pavement that connected the houses, yes.. the mud won’t spoil your Chanel flat!
Me in front of Orang Ulu House. Be careful when you climb the house!
Worth a climb, the Orang Ulu dance.
Really worth a climb, you can buy Orang Ulu snack cook in Orang Ulu kitchen.
In front of Melanau House.
Playing hide and seek with Penan guy at Penan Hut clad in loincloth. I supposed I can wear that too!
Demure boy at Malay house…
This auntie will sing…
And this auntie will dance with you. Move away Travolta, this joget is better!! Joget Lambak aka disco version in Malay way in Malay house. It is really fun…and this auntie is really energetic…
Malay house attic… during ceremony, the virgin lady will be stationed here. One of staff told me, if you saw someone up here, just ignore her. SCARRY….. call me modern guy, but I quite believe there is something apart from human, animals and plant in this world. The virgin spirit is said to be here.
The reason is to protect the girls. But the best part is, the girls can throw handkerchief to guy they adore, it is kind like an approval that the girl is ready to marry that particular guy! Hmm…. Now all the girl need is money… throw money to a guy you want, and you get one!!!
FYI, the one who try to throw something is me, not a girl, not yet a women, only Asian styleholic!
Malay house ‘backyard’… plays spinning top with a traditional clad Malay guy.
Again.. Me in Madonna I’m Breathless pose!
Getting Cheesy at Chinese House
This is a pepper tree in Chinese house compound. Once upon a time it is a very important commodity in Sarawak. We dash pepper on our food or as a weapon during sale, just spray the pepper to anyone who try to ‘steal’ that Prada bag at 70% less.. It works!
Don’t forget to watch the spectacular performance before you leave, plus you can joget lambak again!!!
Click here for SVC!
Between sleep (see that panda eyes,if you sleep and wake up with me, you know what to expect).
This is what I did when I am in MAS lavatory, posing while peeing!
I love being fickle vegetarian, it is part of being a style-holic. You must at least claim that you are a vegan, eat sushi, tell everyone you are in detox regime and attend yoga classes!
My fickle vegan diet is so fickle. I wake up, and think about becoming a vegetarian, drink tomato juice and then suddenly I think I am so close to Chris Martin and Moby, PETA will love me and I am a celebrity.
That is my feel when vegetarian mood struck me!
The worst part of become a vegetarian is a very limited choice. You must eat whatever they served you. Like during my flight with Malaysian Airlines…. This is part of my vegetarian meal!
Bath in oil tofu briyani
But it is kinda cool being a vegetarian in Malaysian Airline. The Bath in oil Tofu briyani taste good.
The fat food always tastes better!
Me with strong and dead Bajau horse!
A visit to Sabah would not be complete if you failed to visit their open market. It is like you are in a place where you can find something exotic and really unexpected.
Like most the fashion diva will say, “I am more like a mall person” I will also will say “I am more like a mall person”. It is true, I am a mall person. It is comfortable and the most important thing is I can sneak into a fitting room and try at least three pair of jeans before slashing my plastic!
But, nevertheless, I always like the energy of the open market, especially the sound and the smell …. Ok… not really the smell…some area of the Tamu Pekan Kota Belud smell like a dead fish because they do sell dead fish at this famous open market!
Quick info (I love this part, felt like so knowledgeable!). Tamu Pekan Kota Belud is located in Kota Belud (KB) District (where else) and it is around 80 km from Kota Kinabalu (KK). It is a pleasant view from KK to KB. Enjoy your drive. Don’t rush. This open market is only operate during weekend.
The products available in this Tamu are dead fish, local handicraft, traditional delicacies and almost anything including fake designer shades!
If you like it big, plan you trip around October where they will having the Grand Tamu Bear. Expect a lot of things to buy (it is grand, so you must spend grand), Bajau horse race and Ratu Serimpak aka Bajau Beauty Queen (don’t expect them to be in two piece bikini or Marchesa evening gown, they will be parade in Bajau traditional costume).
Tamu in Malay means guest. So believe me, you’ll be treated like a royal guest when you are in Tamu Pekan Kota Belud.
Crispy local snacks… cheap, cheap and cheap, how can they sell it at the price?
Not crispy delicious snacks… cheap, cheap and cheap, again… do they get any profit?
Treasure…. From crystals to brooches… cheap, cheap and cheap…it is not fake cheap crystals and pearls
My BFF Mimi with her new pearls… it I s worth it. I swear it looks like something from Rafflesia! She bought it like a lot! It is a real saltwater pearls
An amazingly beautiful colourful Bajau Iranun mat
The sad part of this amazing place; fake designer purses. Someone should kill the hawker!
Terap…taste a bit like jackfruit…
Fermented sticky rice in yam leaves
Not a dead fish
Definitely not a dead tortoise
This would not be complete with my BFF, Mimi and her Suluk plus Bajau husband, Johar.
From left, Johar’s brother, Mimi’s mom, Johar and Mimi with their two adorable kids, Mimi’s maid (behind) a happening Mimi’s grandma!
Thank you guys