Second or Third Cousin's Wedding. Not Sure.

Saturday was my second or third cousin's wedding. Not Sure which one, with so many cousins running around the place.

It was in Kuala Pilah, the last option on the list of places to have my wedding. The place is some kind of kampung, not your ideal wedding place.

First off , the road there is like some VERY twisty mountain road ( It was so twisty and narrow, if you make one small mistake with the steering wheel, it's goodbye forever. Down, down, tumbling down the mountain rolling. ) with monkeys swinging from side to side on telephone wires.

Secondly, when you reach there, it doesnt really improve. Here's an example:

"Hey, look at those stray dogs! So many of 'em!"

"Those are sheep."

"But they're so dirty and un-fluffy!"

Heading down the road ( There was only one road ), we continued to meet some of the dirtiest, ugliest sheep and goat, in all shapes and sizes. And the most welcoming sight there ( To me ) was probrably the small skatepark we drove past.

The last,but not least. Or maybe it IS least. The wedding was held in some primary school. Sad, but true. In the school hall, there was like tables and chairs set across the whole hall, and I'm surprised to find I have so many relatives from this small town, and all dressed in their home clothes, while me and my closer family were dressed formally, rather out of place.

And guess what? The waiters looked like they were students that were held back after school for detention or something, and ended up having to serve us. There was one fat boy who seemed to be the waiter of our table.

" Hey, go away, fat boy! "

He turned and stared at us.

" He heard us! Quick! Turn away! "

* Started whistling.

When we looked back, he was gone. Seems like he's heeding our commands. Oh well......

The rest of the night ended in karaoke performances of Tong Hua, Peng You and other songs. Surprisingly, the singing wasn't so bad. Quite entertaining.