September 7, 2016
Written by Junita Hood
We arrived in Kuantan at almost 3pm from Kuala Terengganu. I haven’t come back in awhile, but not much has change since I left. After checking in to Zenith Hotel, we rushed to have our lunch at Pak Akob. Thankfully it was just walking distance from our hotel, but they ran out of our favourite Ikan Patin Tempoyak and needed time to cook it. We decided on fried Patin instead, since we were pressed for time. Much to my delight almost all the first-timers loved the fish!
Life Tip #1 - Should you decide to introduce someone to something new, make sure it is of the best kind there is. You only have one chance to make an impression. Patin Tempoyak, like many other finer things in life is an acquired taste. You either love it or hate it. If you introduce them to something subpar, they will automatically believe that everything else taste like that and will not be that eager to try it again, even if it is going to be better than their first time.
Then, we quickly made our way to SMK Abdul Rahman Talib (SMART). Such a nostalgic moment for me. The first time I set foot to this school was sixteen years ago and I never came back after I completed my high school. There were some structural changes but as I ran to the middle of the school I saw a sight that was warmly familiar to me. I saw most of my old teachers, scurrying about with their business. Of course I had to excitedly greet all of them. They took awhile to remember me but who cares? Teachers go through thousands of students they might not be able to recall each and everyone of them. To me though, it felt like they never changed. They look exactly the same. In fact, I felt like they were softer and more laid back. And maybe to them time doesn’t seem to pass that quickly. They still thought I was in college and left two years before!
Clearly I got the babyface / youthful look thing going on! Hahaha.
Anyway, we waited awhile for the teacher in charge and the team proceeded with the site recce.
It was a breezy afternoon but we managed to secure some good anchoring points. We promised the teacher we would see them tomorrow morning and went on our way.
The later part of our evening was spent at the mall. While everyone paid homage to Uniqlo, I took a little detour to Starbucks to meet up with my Godmother. I think that is what makes a place homely. It’s the people that you know and welcome you back with open arms. I had a lovely chat with her before going for dinner and finishing up our balloon workshop run down headed by tomorrow’s pilot, Izzati.