Fluttering By

The season in Malaysia now is ... not the wet season, which doesn't seem to mean it's the 'dry' season.

Anyway, it seems to be butterfly season. (I guess the heavy monsoon wouldn't be a good time for them.)

We've seen all sorts of pretty fluttery things about, but this one appearing inside our apartment took us by surprise.



It's hard to demonstrate just how massive this thing is - I guess we should have had one of those little ruler things they have on CSI. It is bigger than a man's hand (that would be Peter's hand), but we didn't want to handle it and risk damaging its wings.

We encouraged it to think of itself as an outdoors butterfly

but it kept insisting that it had come inside of its own volition.


Eventually it did flutter away, going back and forth past our window several times before heading off into the jungly patch.

Miles of beach but nowhere to swim

We thought the prophet's birthday might be a good beach day. Obviously nobody else thought so.

Peter looks like he's so cold that he's holding his breath. But it's not cold. It is very windy, and the sea is very rough.

We didn't swim. I don't know what it would be like on calmer days.

Rainy Holidays

The Monsoon is still blowing (whistling and howling through the gaps in our closed windows) bringing with it a fair bit of patchy rain.

The islands (the only places where you can swim here) are closed, and so is the big spidery-shaped lake up in the hills nearby.

So we drove up to the lake anyway for a bit of a look-see.

Pleasant - at least there weren't any crowds! (except mosquitoes ...) At least we know where it is now, it wasn't hard to follow the signs there.

Some signs are easy to read, others are wordy and confusing to us:

I can guess what the 'jeti' is, but the warnings will go unheeded.

We will wait until the monsoon passes and the weather improves ...

... and then - we'll be back!