27th August 2011, 11.30 pm, I took a ride in the bus to Kuching. The journey was quite tiring though. Didn't sleep well in the bus. Despite the 'unique' smell of the bus itself, the 'comfy' coach is giving me all the ache in my back and my legs. There were a lot going on in my mind that night. That sleepless night was really driving me crazy... However, I didn't regret that I decided to took a ride in the bus rather than the flight. It's the old and familiar feeling that I tend to experience once again. I closed my eyes most of the time during the journey. Reached Kuching bus terminal station around 10 something in the morning. I can barely walk in a straight line due to the aching of my leg muscle. Took me quite sometime to move through the crowds and finally settle all my bags on an empty bench. Didn't relaxed yet, I kept my vision clear to look for my dearest mum. I was relieved when I saw her familiar face. She didn't saw me, she was trying to dail my number when I saw her. Gave her quite a big shock. I feel homy with her around.
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Took some pictures along the way to Kuching. Some passagers went down occasionally. I was most excited for them as they had eventually reached home. I waited patiently for my turn. The bus by passed a small town called 'Serian'. Some more passangers took off there. The bus was almost empty. Everyone was awakening then, looking out of the window. They looked happy.
Buildings in Serian are old but simple. Just like the citizens, simple and fine.
p/s: I finally felt hapiness for the pass two months...
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