Quick trip, high privilege
Email from Waldemar:
Going to KL
Coach gives biscuits and water.
Decent recline and space, neck pillow good idea. Onboard tv - bring headset if interested. (I think there's one lying on left end of counter by my side of bed.) No toilet on coach that I spotted. Aircon is controllable (turn center switch) but a sweater and probably scarf for the neck is a good idea (blowing on back of mine...)
Going through s'pore customs, won't need to take luggage in. Go to manual counter, with agent.
MY kastam/imegresen - get forms from coach driver when you board, will need a pen. Will have to take luggage in for scanning. (Jono noticed no one was even looking at the screens as the luggage went through. I've snagged forms for return trip, but if you see more a small supply is useful.)
Trip log:
0:35 at border
1:00 through and driving in MY. Lots of toll plazas at beginning - slows you down.
2:00 stop for r&r, 20 min. Escalators in center, otherwise long ramps/stairs. Toilets are free, tp by the sinks, stalls are squatter only, as I saw. Decent stores for snacks and pop, food court, teh oh, tourist klim bim, etc. Pretty clean, actually. Break out the RM to buy stuff - didn't ask if they took Sing$. Bottle of Coke RM2.20 - about .67 US.
5:05 picked up by Tracy and Sasha
A bit rainy - jacket not a bad idea.
So wrote Waldemar to prep Kirsten and me for our trip to Kuala Lumpur. We took two trips because there were only two seats available on the Friday coach, and my class in Singapore ended at 5pm. W had to be here first thing in the morning, so they head out Friday afternoon.
I loved the people, vibrant spiritual life, and hospitality when I taught here in April 09. Though the teaching part of the trip wasn't directly related to my alumni work at the university, the information gathered on that trip has strengthened ties between the church and the university. I'm hoping that students from here will soon enjoy classrooms back home. One incoming freshman is directly interested because of our pre-college workshop for parents and students... Cool. For some reason this community of believers has been in my prayers all year, both as a congregation and as individuals.
The apartment we are in feels like home. Last year, The lovely interval of high people and classroom interaction, combined with evening solitude, made me think about what I love to do and have always done. I've been a teacher (music and church) since I was 13. I've taught preschoolers through elderly. On my solo trip in 2009, I became excited again to teach and pursue a career of education. Coming back here has affirmed that I love teaching and am good at it, not always an easy thing to admit when married to a fantastic prof. Our styles, methodology, and teaching interests are so different. He loves to pass along info; I love to empower learners through interaction and dialogue.
W teaches 9-6 Saturday. Tabitha takes us out Saturday night for Malaysian food and a stroll around a nearby mall with a long lane of individual vendors. A downpour sends the vendors scrambling for plastic tarps and us running for shelter, back to the mall stores. The kids hang out together and I find the white T-shirt I need. We make a quick stop at the IT Hypermart for headphones and a computer cable. T is a special, gifted woman. We've stayed in touch, and it does my heart good to see her face.
Sunday we sleep in, attend a service one floor above the apartment, and go with Don for Malaccan food. Groan, so much for resolutions to eat less! Don studied law in the UK, and like so many people here, is well-educated with excellent English. The stories of how God takes people around the world are fascinating to me. The kids and I relax while W teaches 2-6. Outside it's stormy but inside air con keeps us comfy.
The most precious gift of travel is meeting God's people. Long after we part, I feel privileged to pray for them. Catching up via Emil or visit for a fresh season of intercession is a bonus.
Going to KL
Coach gives biscuits and water.
Decent recline and space, neck pillow good idea. Onboard tv - bring headset if interested. (I think there's one lying on left end of counter by my side of bed.) No toilet on coach that I spotted. Aircon is controllable (turn center switch) but a sweater and probably scarf for the neck is a good idea (blowing on back of mine...)
Going through s'pore customs, won't need to take luggage in. Go to manual counter, with agent.
MY kastam/imegresen - get forms from coach driver when you board, will need a pen. Will have to take luggage in for scanning. (Jono noticed no one was even looking at the screens as the luggage went through. I've snagged forms for return trip, but if you see more a small supply is useful.)
Trip log:
0:35 at border
1:00 through and driving in MY. Lots of toll plazas at beginning - slows you down.
2:00 stop for r&r, 20 min. Escalators in center, otherwise long ramps/stairs. Toilets are free, tp by the sinks, stalls are squatter only, as I saw. Decent stores for snacks and pop, food court, teh oh, tourist klim bim, etc. Pretty clean, actually. Break out the RM to buy stuff - didn't ask if they took Sing$. Bottle of Coke RM2.20 - about .67 US.
5:05 picked up by Tracy and Sasha
A bit rainy - jacket not a bad idea.
So wrote Waldemar to prep Kirsten and me for our trip to Kuala Lumpur. We took two trips because there were only two seats available on the Friday coach, and my class in Singapore ended at 5pm. W had to be here first thing in the morning, so they head out Friday afternoon.
I loved the people, vibrant spiritual life, and hospitality when I taught here in April 09. Though the teaching part of the trip wasn't directly related to my alumni work at the university, the information gathered on that trip has strengthened ties between the church and the university. I'm hoping that students from here will soon enjoy classrooms back home. One incoming freshman is directly interested because of our pre-college workshop for parents and students... Cool. For some reason this community of believers has been in my prayers all year, both as a congregation and as individuals.
The apartment we are in feels like home. Last year, The lovely interval of high people and classroom interaction, combined with evening solitude, made me think about what I love to do and have always done. I've been a teacher (music and church) since I was 13. I've taught preschoolers through elderly. On my solo trip in 2009, I became excited again to teach and pursue a career of education. Coming back here has affirmed that I love teaching and am good at it, not always an easy thing to admit when married to a fantastic prof. Our styles, methodology, and teaching interests are so different. He loves to pass along info; I love to empower learners through interaction and dialogue.
W teaches 9-6 Saturday. Tabitha takes us out Saturday night for Malaysian food and a stroll around a nearby mall with a long lane of individual vendors. A downpour sends the vendors scrambling for plastic tarps and us running for shelter, back to the mall stores. The kids hang out together and I find the white T-shirt I need. We make a quick stop at the IT Hypermart for headphones and a computer cable. T is a special, gifted woman. We've stayed in touch, and it does my heart good to see her face.
Sunday we sleep in, attend a service one floor above the apartment, and go with Don for Malaccan food. Groan, so much for resolutions to eat less! Don studied law in the UK, and like so many people here, is well-educated with excellent English. The stories of how God takes people around the world are fascinating to me. The kids and I relax while W teaches 2-6. Outside it's stormy but inside air con keeps us comfy.
The most precious gift of travel is meeting God's people. Long after we part, I feel privileged to pray for them. Catching up via Emil or visit for a fresh season of intercession is a bonus.
