A Woman's Weekly

One cannot help but stop by this high point (geographically speaking) on a trip down to Tambunan.

Translated: Gold Mountain Highlands Resort. I don’t know why it’s called ‘Gold Mountain’.

I have to say though this used to be a highlight for me way back when, (during my single, foot-loose and fancy-free, travel to anywhere days) especially for its cold, cold mountain air and beautiful flora and fauna.

BUT I’m almost ashamed to see the state of this place now. Did something of catastrophic measure happen here? Someone should rectify it. Quick.

And I suppose all of us humanfolk are to be blamed for the thinning ozone layer which may be why this place is no longer THAT cold.

Sigh.

Then My Hubs said, “Let’s check out them ‘friends’ and see if they’re still here.”

And they were.

Hello old Friends!

Wassup?

Umm.. Watchu guys doing?

OOkaay… I see you missed a spot there huh?

Yeaaa.. You’re enjoying this aren’t you?

Here’s some of the family. The rest are jumping and scurrying around over at back eating ticks or something.

“Mommeee…! Looo…k!” Just a minute Baby, lemme take a picture of you and Nenek Po Po first.

Baby Bulou: “Hey Mama. Look at all these people. It’s like they haven’t seen a Bulou in their life or something!”

Mama Bulou: “They haven’t Hon.”

Kids! They just can’t keep still now can they? They HAVE to join the fun.

Bulou: “Got it! Woohoo!” (look closely at the guy furthest away to your right – that skinny little hand reaching for a piece of corn cob the kids just threw at him. he got it alright!)

Okay Baby, time to go.

“Waiii…t! I wanna take a thousand rocks down to Tambunan!”

Aiyaiyaiyaiyai….

Yes, and she came as well.

Where would we be without her in our lives?

Next – the long, long Keningau stretch. Stay tuned!

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