Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Up In The Air



TheOrganisation’s Staff Association organised a tandem paragliding outing last Saturday at Bukit Jugra. Places were limited to 30 and based on first come, first served. I quickly emailed my interest and was happy to be included. We were told to pay RM100 (part-subsidised by the Staff Association. The charge for an individual is RM230 or RM190 if you’re in a group so RM100 was a very fair price) three weeks before the outing.

We were told to assemble at the bus at 08:30 but as usual, people were late. In fact, the organisers only arrived at 08:50! We set off for Bukit Jugra and arrived there about an hour later. That’s one part of Selangor I’d never been to before. We were met by a retired Colonel (he was in the Air Force) and he gave us some briefing. We also had to sign an indemnity form after the briefing.

A few of us wanted to visit the bathroom first so we were ferried to the nearby Muzium Insitu Jugra before we were brought up the hill. We had to wait for the wind to build – yes, paragliding is very much dependent on nature so we settled down for the long wait. A few of the tandem pilots had arrived by then and we were quickly introduced to them. The youngest was a teenage boy, 14 years old if I’m not mistaken. I joined in a few others and chatted up one of the tandem pilots. He pointed out the flags in the distance – at the temple, the school, the field where we would land, and those on the hill. Basically, the flags near to the ground there would fly more often as they are pushed by the sea breeze. We have to look at the flags on the hill, in particular the one higher up the hill.

It was past 12 noon before the wind finally strengthened and the first batch, me included, got ready. We strapped on the harness which would then be attached to our respective tandem pilot. We had already been told to face forward and not to turn around. The tandem pilot would start by turning around to see if the wind had picked up. This was all very different from the tandem paragliding I did in Sarangkot. And when it was finally me turn to run, it didn’t feel anywhere as scary as in Sarangkot. I probably ran all of five steps before the wind had lifted both of us up and before I knew it, we were already in the air.

The ride didn’t last long though - probably all of seven minutes only, yes, way too short! - and we didn’t cover a big area. In Sarangkot, I was floating and flying for at least 40 minutes and over a vast area. This one was limited to above Bukit Jugra and the surrounding area. I was quite disappointed at the very short paragliding time and the small area covered but there you go.

We were ferried up again and waited a long while for the second batch to have their session. I then left with another colleague in search of a prayer room. In the end, we walked down the hill all the way to Muzium Insitu Jugra and performed prayers there. We decided to just wait at the parking lot for the others to come down and were very happy to see that the bus was already unlocked and we were free to pick up our lunch (which we had ordered while waiting to paraglide) and have it in one of the gazebos before sitting in the bus in air-conditioned bliss and relief.

We finally left at 16:15 and drove back to KL, stopping en route at a mosque (I think it was Masjid Sultan Abdul Samad) for Asar prayers. We reached our workplace at 18:10 and thanked the organisers for organising the session before parting ways.






Friday, March 18, 2016

A Day In The Life: Weekends

After a long week at work, Caturday arrives


But no sleeping in for moi



On weekends, I have to tackle the household chores (which the Indonesian woman who comes to clean conveniently overlooks or makes a shoddy job out of). I’m no pampered cat you know *sniffs*


I clean the house


I clean the bathroom (not so much the plumbing job)


Clearing the drain and sometimes even the gutter!


And fit in more iron pumping!


If I’m at micasa, I try to go for a morning walk and jog


Then I’d go out for retail therapy


Some grocery shopping


Back home, I’ll do some reading


Catch up on my kip


Sometimes I have to mend my clothes



At night, I read and/or watch TV


And before you know it, Moan Day is back... there’s no escaping it!


Wednesday, March 16, 2016

A Day In The Life: Weekdays

When I’m working and not on holidays:

I get up in the morning. Sometimes it’s laundry morning (ughhh!) and this means I have to unlock the kitchen door, go out and pop the clothes into the machine. Then at the end of the cycle, I ran to get them off after a hurried early breakfast and carry them to the porch for dad to hang later


Then I get dressed for work


I take the bus to work every morning


Sometimes I arrive late at work, no thanks to the discriminatory traffic cops at Jelatek and Renaissance lights


I slog through the day and week at work


Working hard for the money *sings ‘She Works Hard For The Money’*


Waiting for Friday evening


 ... and Caturday to arrive


Don’t get me wrong, I do love my job


And I work hard to stay on top of my work


.. and on top of paperwork


When I get home, the first thing I do is dump my bags on the sofa in the hall and head for the dining area and kitchen to clean the dining table and other mess in the kitchen. A laundry morning is followed by pumping iron evening so I pump the iron about two-three evenings a week. 


To be continued