I knew it would happen sooner or later. The feasting. The extreme consumption of various foods regardless of time or stomach status. Eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat.
Goddamn, I'm bloated.
The day began at my uncle's house where things finally felt like Hari Raya. All the relatives were there, everybody was in a jovial mood and the food was in full abundance. After that it was other relatives' houses and the food tally went something like this:
1. Ketupat and kuah kacang, 5 large servings of.
2. Roast turkey, stuffing, gravy, mashed and sweet potatoes (courtesy of my Irish cousin-in-law), 3 large servings of.
3. Soto, 2 large servings of.
4. Assorted kuih-muih's, 8 handfuls of.
5. Sirap and sarsi, 2 jugs of.
6. Maggi goreng kosong + tular mata (we somehow ended up at a mamak too), 1 serving of.
7. Coffee, two pots of.
We've been driving all over Ipoh which has left my ass permanently numb. We left the hotel at 9.00am and got back at 11.30pm. I am officially knackered and I think my CD player is fucking with me. I stuck in an mp3 mix CD of mine own design and set it to random, but no matter how many times I skip the track it refuses to play certain bands and repeatedly plays others. It seems to hate AC/DC and Lords of Acid but loves Cindy Lauper and Kenny Loggins. I've listened to 'Footloose' about 15 times today.
Tomorrow there's one more house to go to in Perak, a huge gathering of ALL relatives from my mom's side. It's some kind of agreement her grandfather and his brothers made to have a meet every two years. The last time I went I was shocked at how many people I'm related to, and how few of them I actually now.
After that we go back to KL to freshen up then go to my dad's kampung, which is straight up OG kampung-stylee. Cows and chickens and fields as far as the eye can see. Hopefully I'll be leaving before them at night (under the excuse that I have to prepare for work on Monday) giving me Sunday in KL.
Hope everyone's getting as fat as I am. I think my small intestine just blew up.
