A couple of us from FGA went over to Kuala Kubu Bharu aka KKB (erhemm, are you thinking what im thinking?) to sort of run the church service for the National Service trainees over there.
We did praise & worship, a sermon and played a game of charades with them.
If only I wasn't feeling so constipated and all morning doozy I'd probably go mingle more, get a few numbers and befacebook em. Sigh, my bad.
But what happened later, was the real adventure.
The van broke down, in the middle of nowhere between Rawang and KKB.
I do what I do best lah, turning shit into gold. I actually wished I brought a red checkered mat and a big picnic basket =)
Oh, and I just peed in a longkang behind some bushes, the last time I did that was when I was seven, hahahha the old times.
We had our very own karaoke session in the van and waited like hippies for a bus to run along and hopefully pick us up to wherever we can go.
Indeed, an hour or so later, we managed to flag an out of town bus. The ride was so bumpy and the seats were squeaking so loud. What amused be was how the bus stopped at small little 'perhentian-s' that looked like a shade made out of wood with a hanging plank of wood stating its location. Just like the wild wild west, yo!
Oh and the bus tickets were cute! Okay lah sorry jakun here, never sat an out of town bus before.
The thirty minute bus ride brought us to the nearest KTM station, Rawang. By that time, things were more civilized, but still ulu in a way lah. We ber-gossiped throughout the whole KTM ride back to true civilization, Mid Valley! Way to go me for enduring 10 stations of incoming uncles and outgoing aunties.
Cheers to a very, very adventurous 8 hours of my lifetime.
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