A Kind Of Friday That...

That was not good from my office's perspective. I went MIA.

That was good to watch two movies. One was at home and the other was at the cinema. One is by Guy Ritchie whom the movies he made are all but a disappointment and the other is a typical over-hyped Hollywood movie.

That sent a relieve when Lira returned after almost a week away from home.

That made Dhea happy to see her mother again.

That saw us enjoying good time having dinner at McDonald's.

After which I went for a good night out with friends at Hartamas.

That was weird since there was not many chicks around for us to feed our viewing appetite.

That had me on the futsal pitch again just on the midnight after weeks of hiatus due to the mystery injury I'm having (it's still there). Anyway, I still got the touch (where there is a probability of seeing me on the pitch again).

That broke the record again for me by having a very meaningful conversation with a dear friend over few cups of drinks and a pack of cigarettes at the mamak stall until 7.30 in the next morning. Oh boy! The sun has risen!

What a Friday :)

Dear Lira

Taken while bringing Dhea for a load of splashing fun in the swimming pool (and I was in the pool).

The Unexpectations - Part 2

It's been a while since I last checked the inbox of one of my email accounts. Usually it's filled with lots of unimportant notifications (mostly from Facebook), some receipts of purchases I made with iTunes, spams and once in a while a drop of hello from a person I know.

I was about to delete an email that I received as the sender's name and it's subject is way too similar to the spams that I almost gave it an immediate place in the trash bin. Somehow, probably it's my lucky day, or it just happens that it'll going to make my day, I decided to have a sneak peak what's inside the email.

"Can you please let us how we can contact you regarding a usage of a photo."

And it's from Frost & Sullivan. Weehuuuu!!

It's my 2nd time being approached for the usage of my images for publication. The last one was for an architectural journal in USA but somehow it didn't get published. This time around, this is their pick. Hopefully it'll get published somewhere.

Langkawi - Part 3

Some more photos when I visited Gunung Mat Cinchang and as usual the photos are in no chronological order.

This is a view from the other end of the curved bridge. The vista is magnificent. The island in the distant is the Tarutao island of Thailand. Details are as in the next photo below.

I'll help to re-write what is written on the board.

From this point, looking out to the sea, we are standing directly in front of Tarutao Island, Thailand which is located less than 5 kilometres away.

The island was used as a prison in the late 1930's. The existence of sharks and crocodiles in the surrounding sea and shore at that time ensured that only a few could escape alive.

Some of the bodies were swept by the sea current to this shore, hence the name Pasir Tengkorak or Sands of the Skull.

Once the waters around Tarutao was known for its feared pirates who raided passing merchant ships and dumped bodies of their victims to the sea.

Scary, yes?

Approaching the curved suspension bridge after following through a short jungle trail down from the arrival peak.

The first viewing deck after the frightening first phase of the cable car ride.

This is the panorama view from this deck. A single image won't justify the awe of being there. Stitched panorama of 5 images taken in portrait format.

This is the second phase of the cable car ride and it wasn't that scary compared to the first.

Acrophobia (from the Greek: ἄκρον, ákron , meaning "peak, summit, edge" and φόβος, phóbos, "fear") is an extreme or irrational fear of heights. It belongs to a category of specific phobias, called space and motion discomfort that share both similar etiology and options for treatment.
Acrophobia can be dangerous, as sufferers can experience a panic attack in a high place and become too agitated to get themselves down safely.
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It happened to me when the cable car passed that pylon and approaching the steep summit. It even stopped halfway as there was a crosswind that swayed our cable car. Looking down hanging at about 200m-300m from the ground below strucked panic in me.