The cross-eyed waitress was still working at the Long House Cafe.
The Chinese Malaysian aren't a fussy bunch.
If there are young and rough Indonesian women serving them, they are more than happy.
I was looking forward to a long walk around my block.
The Tire Guys have missed me.
Then I'd hit the swimming pool and chat with my Dyak friend, the lifeguard, and Jimmy the Playboy Chinese.
I had street credentials with the people of Sarawak.
Kuching was my town for many reasons.
It felt safe.
There was an edge to Pontianak that I didn't care for.
Kuching, you could walk the place late at night and not fear being mugged.
Both cities in Borneo, but Kuching was the jewel in Borneo's cap.
Kinabalu seemed a relaxed place too.
The Indians were light in this part of the world.
And the Iban and Dyaks added DNA diversity that was missing in West Malaysia, which seemed to be stagnating in racism.
I wanted to be inclusive.
I wanted to experience the Iban and Dyak hospitality.
They apparently liked white guys.
And they had big tits.
That's what I've been told. Never seen it.
'Well you will now,' said one of the waitresses who was a local. She sat down at my table and lit up a cigarette.
There's always something suspicious about a girl who smokes. You know it might lead to a wild fuck.
The Chinese Malaysian aren't a fussy bunch.
If there are young and rough Indonesian women serving them, they are more than happy.
I was looking forward to a long walk around my block.
The Tire Guys have missed me.
Then I'd hit the swimming pool and chat with my Dyak friend, the lifeguard, and Jimmy the Playboy Chinese.
I had street credentials with the people of Sarawak.
Kuching was my town for many reasons.
It felt safe.
There was an edge to Pontianak that I didn't care for.
Kuching, you could walk the place late at night and not fear being mugged.
Both cities in Borneo, but Kuching was the jewel in Borneo's cap.
Kinabalu seemed a relaxed place too.
The Indians were light in this part of the world.
And the Iban and Dyaks added DNA diversity that was missing in West Malaysia, which seemed to be stagnating in racism.
I wanted to be inclusive.
I wanted to experience the Iban and Dyak hospitality.
They apparently liked white guys.
And they had big tits.
That's what I've been told. Never seen it.
'Well you will now,' said one of the waitresses who was a local. She sat down at my table and lit up a cigarette.
There's always something suspicious about a girl who smokes. You know it might lead to a wild fuck.
