Gerik
Last week I went with Anne and her family to Gerik, to visit her maternal grandfather. We left KL on Friday evening and spend the night in an aunt’s house in Simpang Pulai, Ipoh. Went for breakfast the next morning and left Ipoh at around 2.30pm. We reached Gerik at around 5pm and spent the night in her grandfather house in Gerik.
Gerik is a small town and like any other small towns in Malaysia, it is quiet and peaceful. There are a few rows of shophouses and recently, there’s a Fajar mall. I was surprised to see Fajar – it’s huge by a small town standard. I am not sure if it will survive.
Anne and I spent the evening wandering around the village. It was a really nice and cool evening walk. I notice that people don’t lock their houses here. It must be nice to feel so safe. Anyway, I heard from her grandfather that lately there has been a couple of break ins. There were some construction (they are building a new highway to Kota Bahru) so the townsfolk suspected the Indonesian immigrants are the culprit.
Anne’s grandfather has a few orchards but I didn’t get to see them. We didn’t have too much time, unfortunately and the orchards are far away. I’d love to see a durian tree.. heh heh.. but nevertheless, her two uncles who stays in Gerik brought lots of rambutans, duku langsats and durians for us. It reminds me of the stories we read of kampong boys reminiscing on their datuk’s dusun and gathering round the house feasting on local fruits. Well, I get a taste of this last weekend.
The trip back to Ipoh and KL was smooth. All in all, a great weekend.
Gerik is a small town and like any other small towns in Malaysia, it is quiet and peaceful. There are a few rows of shophouses and recently, there’s a Fajar mall. I was surprised to see Fajar – it’s huge by a small town standard. I am not sure if it will survive.
Anne and I spent the evening wandering around the village. It was a really nice and cool evening walk. I notice that people don’t lock their houses here. It must be nice to feel so safe. Anyway, I heard from her grandfather that lately there has been a couple of break ins. There were some construction (they are building a new highway to Kota Bahru) so the townsfolk suspected the Indonesian immigrants are the culprit.
Anne’s grandfather has a few orchards but I didn’t get to see them. We didn’t have too much time, unfortunately and the orchards are far away. I’d love to see a durian tree.. heh heh.. but nevertheless, her two uncles who stays in Gerik brought lots of rambutans, duku langsats and durians for us. It reminds me of the stories we read of kampong boys reminiscing on their datuk’s dusun and gathering round the house feasting on local fruits. Well, I get a taste of this last weekend.
The trip back to Ipoh and KL was smooth. All in all, a great weekend.
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