July 6th, 2006
Our Putra Trip
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We are back from our weekend trip to KL again. No more funny request from the Malaysian Immigration to produce any train/bus ticket of any sort this time. Having checked my passport for my previous entry, I think what one of the commenter said was right; our passport weren’t properly stamped by the custom officer at Tanjong Pagar Train Station. Do check that the passports are properly stamped before entering the country to avoid any complications.
We made a trip to Putrajaya this time. Nothing is confirmed yet, but we might be relocating to Malaysia. Putrajaya is some kind of place my friends describe as 鸟不生蛋 (a place that even birds won’t visit). Hmm…they seem so wrong, with the vast open space and large number of trees, that should be some kind of birds’ paradise, isn’t it. Well, even though the trees, space and the ability to see the sky prove to be very tempting, our trip around the area made us come to the conclusion that Putrajaya will be deleted from our options.
The residential precinct are really different from any other Tamans you see around Malaysia. They are developed in such a way that there are no fences separating the houses. Low bushes or hedges are used instead. However, with the huge empty land spaces, I don’t understand why the houses are cramped into a minimal plot of land. Seems like the typical Asians concept of building houses - maximum build up area within the limited piece of precious land. Just imagine those chalets we see in East Coast Park, most of the developments there are quite similarly sandwiched.
Having tour around the area for an hour or so, I only came across one Muslim Kindergarten and don’t see any other establishments that will cater to children. That would be our deciding factor, Putra is out. We will find a place in PJ instead.




July 10th, 2006 at 10:25 am
Oh
Why would you be relocating back to Msia?
July 26th, 2006 at 1:28 pm
We have some small problems recently when we made a trip to KL. My PIL and my gal went in 2 weeks earlier by train. My MIL was not aware that my little gal passport was not stamped ( as in the usual procedure, passports were never stamped when you took train) and threw the tickets away. When we reached the JB checkpoint, we had to bring my little gal to the custom office to explain the “missing stamp” on my gal passport. Luckily, the custom officer was kind otherwise duno jam till how late to reach S’pore :p
July 26th, 2006 at 1:30 pm
Oh, i forgot to mention that my PIL were msians while my little gal is a S’porean