* On train from Butterworth to Bangkok: 2 young guys (am obviously much older than they are) from KL who were also on backpacking trips in Thailand. Hard to see young Muslim guys who know how to enjoy life, yet not forgetting their roots as Malay and Muslims. Caught a glimpse of them at the surau, before boarding the train. Way to go Ilzaf and Yin! (note: and Yin gave up his lower bunk, so that I didn't have to climb and sleep in the freezing upper bunk. I took it as a gesture of respect to a kakak)
Zaid & us at Hualamphung Station, Bangkok |
* At Hualamphung Train Station, Bamgkok. Zaid aka Zakaria a security personnel who was so selfless, helping to communicate with the ticketing officer and getting us tickets to Chiangmai and back. I bet Zaid is also barely 25; yet his big heart welcomes anyone who needs assistance, especially farang like us look like Thai, but barely speak any Thai language.
Fancy Nancy Chandler's Chiang Mai map. |
I caught this picture of him, standing in the hot sun |
As with any trips, this trip to Chiang Mai, brings new experience and to a certain extend help correct my perceptions of life and of people. I am glad to come across people like Ilzaf, Yin, Zaid who gives me warm feeling of today's Gen Y. (and talking as if am from Gen X! Close but definitely not Gen X). It is also intriguing to realize that others appreciate our country (Malaysia) better than we do. At the same time, this trip continue to fuel my wish-to-do-thing, i.e. to find a job that is rewarding and meaningful (that one no longer feels like working anymore). Not that my current job is not rewarding or meaningful. It is also a humbling experience to note that no matter how stressful-argh-dang feeling I may have to go through, there will always be others who are going through even harder rougher aspects of life. Alhamdulliah, for all that YOU have given me.