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I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
Walking by the bay, on the shore
Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
Running into the dark underground

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Just dropping a note, so this won't seem too out of date. Dad drove us all the way up to Malacca. Without a map and things like that but still managed to find A'Famosa.

It was fun, but to me it's like JB. Only newer streets. And one big Jusco slated to open 2 days prior to our arrival exploded (gas leak). Never opened in time for our departure.

Dad says he'll never want to drive up there again. (It's tiring, he says)

But instead, he wants to go KL the next time. (Twice the distance!)