Home sweet home

My phone rang at 6.30am! YK just got back from Taman Negara.

I heaved a sigh of relief. I haven’t heard from him the past few days. They were not allowed to bring their phones.

First question I asked when I picked him from school was “How was the trip?”

“Very Fun!” He went on to describe about the family of wild boars (including 3 tiny piglets) that visited their campsite every morning, the deers and exotic butterflies he saw. He talked about how they crawled through the narrow Gua Telinga bat cave, experienced rapids shooting in a wooden boat at Kuala Trenggan and Trenggan River, trekked up Teresik Hill and walked through the world’s longest treetop canopy walk.

At the Orang Asli settlement, they learned fire making techniques and saw how these shy and gentile natives used blowpipes for hunting. The boys slept under the stars by the riverside that night.

We laughed at how they got into mischief and played pranks like all boys do. Then he said he didn’t visit the loo for the past few days….
“What?!" I exclaimed.
“No urge, I think they didn’t feed us enough.”

Enough said. When we got home, he went straight to the loo.