An Adventure, Sort Of

With an extra-long weekend break for Chinese New Year approaching we've spent the evening preparing for a journey to KL. This is somewhat more significant than some of our others in that the dreadful landslide at Bukit Antarabangsa that grabbed the headlines in early December (though the news didn't travel to Manchester - we picked it up through text messages and then followed events on the Internet) took place not all that far from where we live. If we'd been there, as normally we would be in December when not overseas, we'd probably have found ourselves evacuated to a safe place.

We're not even entirely sure of the state of the road going up to our taman. There's only one way up and the last pictures we saw of it were not pretty. One the finest houses on the hill, built by someone with serious money, had been pushed about twenty metres across the road. It won't be worth much now, I'm afraid. We're lucky in that our taman has been declared safe, though how much that's worth in a country that turns a blind eye to any sort of sane building regulations, I'm not entirely sure.

I suppose it'd be funny if it weren't for the fact that the count of the dead and injured makes grim reading, especially when you start from the earliest disaster when a condominium at the foot of the hill got flattened some years back.

We count ourselves lucky that where we live is still in one piece.