This morning I took my bike by the hand, and walked him down the aisle. I could almost hear the wedding march in the background. We have experienced so much together, it is time we tied the knot.
Going down the aisle
Across the border into Malaysia and, yet again, it feels so different. More people are driving cars, the roads are better, it feels more English. The ice tea comes with milk. We took the back road to Kuching, and slogged our way up and down through the steep and beautiful landscape. The mountains rise almost vertically from the road, dense with trees and forest foliage. The crickets and cicadas chirp in the background. We find ourselves sleeping in a town hall 30km from Kuching, the capital of Sarawak province.
Steep road
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Congratulations on the happy event. Can we expect to hear the squeal of tiny tyres some day soon?
One step at a time. 🙂