Hey, I’m not done with Malaysia

Photo courtesy: Terence Ong — Wikimedia Commons

This was a year when my three daughters were off on a trip with their dad and I decided that six weeks sitting at home would be down right depressing. To break up the long stretch without them, I flew to Singapore and crossed over into Johor Bahru because I could catch a cheaper flight from JB over to Kuching in Malaysia’s Sarawak, rather than from Singapore. Continue reading Hey, I’m not done with Malaysia

Singapore – the beginning of a friendship

Before our trip, we met a reserved Singaporean whom we’d invited to our home. Now we were in Singapore, we ventured along Buffalo Road until we came to his father’s business. Continue reading Singapore – the beginning of a friendship

Singapore’s Sentosa Island

My advice: don’t go to Sentosa Island unless you have children. I knew as I stepped on to the cable car to cross to the island, not to expect much but my daughter wanted to go and I felt like spoiling her after the Tioman Island scare. Continue reading Singapore’s Sentosa Island

Tropical Tioman Troubles

Tioman was a lush green island of untouched jungle and mountains as a backdrop. To make the visit even better, it was the off-season, so although many restaurants were closed, the beaches were deserted. Continue reading Tropical Tioman Troubles

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