That Kinabalu expedition thingy really is an eye opener.

How's that for an entry-opening statement? Yeah, blogging -- OMG, I've been in this thing for three years now -- does that to you.

But, it indeed is. So, aside from that I'm nowhere as strong as I thought I was -- nor are my knees as functional as I thought they were -- I learned that a journey to a mountain top paralleled life.

The short?

Lima Sekawan - Berkelana

Warning: the following entry contains coarse spoilers and due to its content it should not be read by anyone.

A caravan holiday! Nobby, the circus boy, and Pongo the chimp... War with Lou and Tiger Dan... Poisoned meat... The caravan moves... Tunnel to gold plate... Even Anne was sorry when it was all over.

The fifth book in the series and if I recall correctly, the only one depicting a gun on its cover. For a change, the children and dog are at the home of Julian, Dick, and Anne. They're in the middle of the summer holiday, which according to them always seems to crawl at first, only to pick up the pace and be over before they know it. That's totally how I always feel about a Jeffery Deaver's novel. In fact, I just returned one and am still trying to put the pieces together.

No, this is not the idea I conceived. Just a note to the service planners/organizers or whoever responsible for the longevity of that Easter Vigil: just because it's long, boring, and impractical, it doesn't necessarily add more values to our faith.

Four hours and fifteen minutes. A-friggin'-mazing.

Credit where credit's due: the choir was marvelous -- they helped me through.

Happy Easter, everybody.

Current music: none
Current mood: happy -- just because Liverpool won

Gosh, I tell you, it's not easy to attend a Holy Thursday mass in this city. Not when your workplace is that far to the right, anyway.

Thirty churches and only nine with a mass after 7pm. None in the proximity of the office. When I finally reached the church -- after a 20-min walk -- it was 10 mins into the service.

A few things to note: