After an hour of bumpy boat ride, I finally reached Mengalum Island. Two weeks ago, a friend from a Chinese newspaper company texted me about a planned media trip to Mengalum and whether I wanted in. I said yes and told my boss I needed two days off on May 4 and 5. I couldn’t say no to Mengalum because I needed to go there, because I had not been there. And because I needed to get away from the busy city and life. ### The island was beautiful. I had a dive, a swim, a walk in the bushes, great food, and drinks. I went on an island safari ride and saw the sun set and many more. So much stories to tell but for the time being, this is just a short update. I am now back to reality.
Away from urbanisation, the Rungus community in Kampung Bavanggazo, near Tinangol in the Kudat district, lead a simple lifestyle where the women rely on handicraft as a source of income. These women, mostly aged above 40, are known as the makers of inavol, which is a dying tradition. Monuraging Monzipal, 60, said inavol is a traditional woven sash with geometric motifs worn crosswise across the chest. It is also famous as a gift for tourists. She said it was normally worn by the Rungus men together with their traditional costume during rituals. “However, inavol-making is slowly dying out because the younger generation is not keen on learning the skill.
AS the clock strikes 8am, villagers of Kampung Sumangkap in Kudat district never fail to rise to the continuous sound of metal smacking. This noisy small village is about three hours drive from the State capital (Kota Kinabalu). For some, hearing the sound of metal smacking first thing in the morning can be unbearable and a nuisance, but for these “disturbers of peace”, who are gong makers from the Rungus community, they are eking out a living as well as keeping the tradition of gong making alive.
In September last year, I packed my bag, flew to Kuala Lumpur, and boarded a train to Ipoh, Perak. It was a last minute plan for a reunion trip to celebrate TK’s bachelorette party. There were four of us. I live in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah while my friends live and work in Kuala Lumpur. We had not seen each other for five years since graduation. During our uni years, we were coursemates and were always together. We called ourselves the Ivory Sisters – a name TK picked up as our ‘company’s name’ for our advertising and business courseworks/assignments. So when Joan, Candy, and I learnt about TK’s plan to tie the knot (she got married on 24 January 2015), we decided to meet up and chose Ipoh as our destination because we had always wanted to visit Joan’s hometown.
Diving in South sulug reef, East sulug reef and Mid reef edge within Tunku Abdul Rahman Marine Park. It feels great to return to the sea after staying dry for almost three months. Despite being close to the city, these sites still have plenty of undestroyed coral reef. Take a look 🙂 What I love about diving is that I get to play the focus game. Once I am in, it means 90 or 80 per cent of the whole dive/s is about me and my surrounding. The other 10 or 20 per cent involves me trying hard to stick to the buddy system rules which I have to admit, I suck at it because most of the time I will be in my own world, doing my own stuff and get separated from the group. Anyways, I had three great leisure dives with Borneo Divers on 27 August. During the dives, I encountered new nudibranch species and discovered a turtle carcass.