Four years ago, I wrote this. Well, I have just booked some air tickets on the same airline I am supposed to avoid at all cost. I guess ‘monetary cost’ was a strong enough reason for me to allow myself to be herded about the internet like some digital life stock. I do not like my decision. I do not like how I am currently feeling regarding this matter. I guess we just need to face it and hope for the best.
Yesterday, we went on a road trip visiting the cities Durbuy and Dinant. Quaint little Durbuy claims to be the smallest city in the world, whereas Dinant boasted an impressive citadel next to the river Meuse. D and I have been to both cities before, but we still find the trip quite enjoyable. I am glad that mom and dad are healthy and mobile despite being in their mid-seventies. How wonderful to see them get excited and interested in things here in Belgium.
D and I brought my parent to Wenduine for a short visit. It was a lovely seaside city overlooking the North Sea. During a walk along the sea front, I spotted an offshore windmill park. Yeah to being blessed with eagle eyes!
Today in Gent, the four of us met up with my cousin who has lived in Belgium for a year. Family meet up aside, I took this opportunity to buy a jar of mustard and some coffee at local businesses that I have known for years. Going to Gent still feels like going home. I am pretty sure that I will feel the same if I ever visit Las Vegas and Lahad Datu.
Before our flight back to Belgium, we were faced with some transportation dilemmas. After weighing my three options of family pick-up, train and airport shuttle; I quickly opted for the last. Admittedly, an airport shuttle costs more than four train tickets. But I am pleased with my decision because we do not have to trouble anyone, there is no need to wait, no need to drag our luggages about, and get driven straight to our front door. I am always willing to pay more for convenience and time.
This evening, we will be flying back to Belgium after three weeks of Sabah, Malaysia. Our trip consists of only one stop over at Bangkok. Wonderful short route.
This afternoon, my parents returned from their three-day stay at Lahad Datu. A trip to the old house in our hometown has both energised and exhausted my mom and dad. They have accomplished much during the short stay. Most importantly, they have reconnected with several of their old acquaintances. This will be useful in our future trips back.
In the morning, D spent some time in the pool while I soaked my feet and took photos. Later we went for a walk along the waterfront all the way till the city’s wet market. Our senses were pleasantly bombarded by the many fresh produce that were displayed in old wooden stalls. We bought fruit and vegetables, and decided to come back again.
In the evening, we walked to a Korean restaurant we know from previous visits. The Korean owners recognized my parents and we were greeted with many friendly smiles and warm handshakes. The food was wonderful and we had a lovely meal despite the reduced portion and inflated prices.
The airport shuttle arrived at our front door at 9.45am this morning. That marks the beginning of our trip to Sabah. Now, there will be two flights, one long transit, and one taxi ride to reach our destination.
Let the journey begins!