Saying Good Bye Is Difficult

Seeing small crabs making "signs" in the sand

A stolk (Bangau in Malay)leaving the beach

(it's such a long time I haven't encounter a stolk in the West of Malaysia)

Morning in Tanjung Aru, Kota Kinabalu

The horizon is wide here....

Tanjung Aru is such a beautiful beach, unspoilt.......

Swallows nesting in the 2nd lobby of

Shagri-La Tanjung Aru

(Who would have guessed, right?)

The MUIS building (Majlis Ugama Islam Sabah)

This brings back memory- the cinema is housed in an "antique" building. Narnia is showing here..

Kota Kinabalu- 6.30 p.m. (Maghrib is early here)

I need to say good bye. Saying good bye is actually difficult to say, especially when you haven't got the time to explore a town and see its own characters. Things that are not commercial. Things that do not matter for jet-setting tourists. I have always liked to explore places for their own specialities, simplicities and cultures. Kota Kinabalu, has opened my eyes. It has made me think of the need to conserve things and buildings of yesteryears. Kota Kinabalu is actually what Malacca was in the 80's before its commercialisation. Before the massive traffic jam in the city. Kota Kinabalu does not really have traffic jams, it still has roundabouts, it still has fishermen throwing nets in the river near the city. I hope it stays like that, with its alluring beauty, friendly people and unspoilt sceneries. It is a beautiful town (a city- actually, according to the status). In fact, famous cities in the world are known for their cultures and preservations. Kota Kinabalu could still woo tourists with its plus points- the beauty of its simple life and slow-paced movements and not forgetting unspoilt sceneries. Thus, saying good bye to a beautiful place is somehow a difficult thing to do. Good bye, Kota Kinabalu. I might be coming again....