On the way to Miri

REMEMBER the first day i arrived miri was on the 1st of FEB 2009... I still remember clearly that my father, me and my uncle drive here.... WE start our journey around 11 in the morning...When we arrive sibu actually we are having some problem... The problem is that SIBU having FLOOD... THE FLOOD that SIBU is having is a" king type flood" that I have never see... But a few of my friend from SIBU say that is things used to happen when NEW YEAR time... My uncle drive to the way he used to drive to MIRI... When we arrive there i could not see the road clearly... Road was fill up by drain water... Cause we are driving a 4wd car so we can try to move on... When we almost arrive the high way..... What i can see is even bus and 10 tyres lorry need to move backward.... So we follow other cars that are also on he way to MIRI out of the flood place... We trap on a traffic jam... That time i think only sibian can find short cut.... We drive through a housing estate...At last we are out and on the way to Miri... We stop at a small town not far from SIBU which have a quite funny name... The name of the town is "SELANGAU" This is also a place that all of us from the other side of Sarawak such as KUCHING,SERIAN,SRI AMAN, BETONG[ my hometown] , SAREIKEI need to pass by when we on our way to MIRI or BINTULU.... AT this small town[SELANGAU] there are a lots of people who are having their lunch here.... A acually not so busy de place suddenly become clouded because of lunch time.... A lots of lorry and bus stop here... From what I see, about 80 percents of customers are outsiders... The food here is terrible but i really cannot understand why those buses and lorries wanna stop here... The food that the owner of the coffee shop prepare are.... I really dunno how to describe... There are flies here and there... FLing all over the foods... Yuakz.... I really could not stand what is happening here... After having lunch we start our journey again... In car we jokes and when i feel tired i sleep... My uncle drive all the way... When i awake we already reach a place that few of my friends is from there now... The place of this peaceful place is BINTULU... We stop at a coffee shop near river side... The view from this coffee shop is perfect... Some of the custormer are having their "happy hour" they drink like there is no more tomorrow... The drinks that they are having is like "TIGER", "TSING TAO","BINTANG" and so on.... We can see different table having drinks... We stop around 15 minutes then we continue our journey... For more information there are 2 roads to arrive to MIRI from BINTULU... One is the main road that we using if we are on a bus to MIRI and the other road is named COASTER HIGHWAY... This road is a new road that connect Miri and Bintulu... This road is shorter and smoother than the main road to Miri... My uncle choose the coaster highway because it is having a shorter distance or i should say is taking shorter time to arrive Miri... When we on the way to this coaster highway, there are a lots of cars coming on the opposite road...This for me is a good news.. cause after Chinese New Year i think everyone should going back to where they are working or studying... So we keep on going on... Only when we are about to arrive coaster highway then one of a group of our "neighbour country" car give warning that the coaster highway is also having flood... We have to make a u-turn and used back the main road... so sad... But at least we try.... Hahahahaha.... At that moment my uncle's brain turn blank cause need to go back to the Bintulu junction and is not a short distance... But this is the only way to reach MIri... When we arrive Bintulu junction, uncle's car got some noise like the tyre's of the car is cutting on some thing lke the car margaurd.... We stop at a side and take a look on the car's tyre... My uncle start to become worry... he afraid that on this moment there is no work shop operating.... cause is still NEW YEAR time!!!! We try to drive slowly and turning around... Wishing there is workshop operating... We found a few but there is no people working there... The worries that my uncle is having become more... We turn and turn and turn at there... The same time, there was an accident happen!!! But the accident cause no serious injury... When we wanna change our mind to start our journey, we found a malay shop are operating.... We drive to the work shop and try to ask for their help... a worker of the workshop lent a hand on us... He repair the car and check wheather there is anymore problem.... After that we ask for the cost of repair.... What come ot from his mouth actually shock us.... He says that helping people to check vehicles is his job, and he ask for nothing... My uncle try to give him ang pao but he reject... What my uncle can do is to tell him that the ang pao that is rejected means some thing bad for chinese only then he accept the ang pao... We continue our journey.... by the time, the time is already around four.... If there is two choice i will do what my uncle is doing.... He choose to have a safe journey than fast journey... We arrive Miri around seven that day...