Climb Every Mountain



A dream that will need,
All the love you can give,
Every day of your life,
For as long as you live.

Climb every mountain,
Ford every stream,
Follow every rainbow,
Till you find your dream.
(Climb Every Mountain, The Sound of Music)

For my dear sis. You are not alone in your IM endeavor.

~ Han Beng

Hiking Up Broga Hill

I jumped at the opportunity when my friend invited me to tag along his road trip to Semenyih. The agenda – to hike up Broga Hill. Broga Hill is well known for the tall lalang that cover its hill slopes entirely. The sea of grass would rustle like waves in the wind, captivating the throng of hikers that ascend its slope.

Here’s a couple of images from the peak.

Broga Hill HDR
HDR from 7 exposures!
Broga Hill Silhouette
During weekends, Broga hill is packed full of hikers.

Interesting faces from China trip

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When you spend 9 days staying in the same hotel, traveling in the same bus and visiting the same tourist spots, together, you make new friends.

And that’s what happened during my recent trip to China. I get to know some interesting people.

With all 19 other tour members’ age go anyway between 40-year-old and 80-year-old, you add in another chap at half their age and you get an interesting combination. Did I mention 16 out of 20 of them are women?

Well, I had a wonderful time. Thank goodness. Now I’m contemplating tours with kids half my age. :mrgreen:

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Paul, the Guitarist

Last week I visited my aunt in Kuala Lumpur and stayed at her place for a few nights. It happened that her church was having this mini concert – Thru’ the Roof 3 over the same weekend, and my cousin Paul was performing as a guitarist. Feeling proud of her beloved son, my aunt asked me to take a few photos of him performing in the concert. Before that, I wasn’t very keen on attending as the mere thought of the jumping and screaming in a typical concert (especially one packed with teenagers) made my aged bones cracked and shivered. I agreed anyway, otherwise I would have been kicked out her door and brought to the court. :D

The crowd, were having a good time.
the crowd

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