The only mosque

Revisiting old memories

This Chinese New Year week end ended with us going to Sungai Lembing. My husband has this curious itch to go’ to where no man has gone before ‘thing. Maybe he had gone to the place but it’s been a very long time that we travel due to his illness. And so we went pass by the turn off toll gate to Kuala Lumpur from Kuantan to Sungai Lembing….

It was an old mining town, tin mine actually with only the tell tale sign of a Museum and 3 wire blocked hole which leads to the mine below the earth.

The lovely museum

Otherwise, the town is a small town, idyllic in nature and stature. There was a one road which leads to the town which goes up to the hills and the old mine and another road back.

Thee one pump station

It has a one pump petrol station in the middle of the two roads. The government has restored an old house into a Museum but I think the place could have more. It has a river passing by the town, hence the name Sungai Lembing, which looks clean. We think if there’s a resort, it would be a good place because Pahang have the sea and the hills.

I remember following my father down the mines, he was taking pictures of the miners in action and there was even an explosion in one of the tunnels, a daily event for them but a scary event for a child of 10years old. I was dressed like a boy with school shoes and pants and t-shirt. We had to sign a consent letter to enter the premise.

If you see the place now, it is just a hole in the hills; many men had put the lives at stake here. The hills are cooling compared to my village by the beach.

It was revisiting old memory of my father and me.