scary journey.

Friday afternoon--Journey back to hometown..
A replacement driver came in and asked
"Siapa tau jalan pi butterworth punya?"
Oh my God, this driver don know how to go to Butterworth.
He also said he just replaced another driver for urgent purpose.
He still dare said he just slept for only one hour last night..
WTF..
Fortunately a Malay guy knew the path, and chatted with him the whole journey..
They don thirty one leh..Pro..
Then, the driver very good, stopped by at a petrol station for us to answer the call of nature.
Actually, he spent the half hour asking how to go out from SP..
Dam it..


Sunday afternoon-Journey back to Kampar.
Very surprise today the bus didnot stop at Butterworth bus station.
If continue like that, we will reach kampar around 8.
Suddnely, out of the blue,
during the path of uphill in the highway..
"pang pang pang pang"
The bus broke down..
That bus driver acted pro went down and repaired.
Then he came up..
Someone said" Pandu slow slow la."
The bus moved slower than a ten-wheel lorry.Ish, wasting my time.
After Ipoh toll,
"Kampar dan Tapak punya turun, tukar bus, Ipoh duk sini."
Change bus lo..
At first no place to sit. Stand for a while.
After then, continue to sleep..
Finally, I reached at Kampar Old Town bus station.
The story haven't finish yet..
We called taxi.
The taxi went into westlake and send that GIGI and that "intruder" back to home.
When stopped at lalazai house, the taxi broke down..
I had to take my luggage and walked back home, luckily not a long distance.
A scary journey.